” He paused.“I would like to believe in destiny and fate, but I also think everything is random, haphazard. Things just happen and there are no ra...ional explanations.”I listened as he spoke, enjoying his thinking but still bewildered by what was happening to me.“We humans think we have to understand everything so we make up stories to explain what can’t be explained. Do you know what I mean?”“I think so,” I responded, nodding.“That’s why I said stop thinking. You’re trying to figure out what’s. Got stabbed. I wonder ... is it stabbed when the knife is thrown?Forensic Medicine: Clinical and Pathological AspectsBy Jason Payne-James, Anthony Busuttil, William Smock states with positivity that without continued force of arms that a thrown knife finds impediment from skin; if one is stuck without constant pressure a knife won’t penetrate very far. Hmm. Sounds fishy to me.The girls.Evidence proves that the pirate chief had been raiding because there were seven more than last count.. The rest of the day passed without incident. Tuesday was much the same,I read my books and magazines and talked to my grandmother. I told mymother and sister that it wasn't bad spending so much time with mygrandmother. As for wearing hose, I was becoming more and more used toit and as I relaxed, I enjoyed the sensation of nylon against my skinall the more.Wednesday started out the same as Monday and Tuesday. My mother droppedme off and I settled myself on the couch. Thirty minutes later. Oof…maa..”I continued to suckle her tits as if there was no tomorrow. I would not be able to get her again. This was my last chance and I wanted to make full use of this. A full five minutes of devoted worship of her breasts and I could feel her pussy getting wet against my own groin.She moved up and undid my shirt and banian. She kissed my lips and earlobes. She bent down to suck on my nipples. I moved back and allowed her to remove my pants and underwear. With great difficulty, she took out.