Cuts and burns, laid on cuts and burns. My chest, sides and back were road maps of pain. I didn't realize it, but one of my captors had at some point ...arved the word 'infidel' into the back of my left shoulder blade. The word was partially disguised by the bullet that had ripped through that same shoulder, but you could still tell something had been carved into my skin.There was nothing the doctors could really do about that. They said it had happened so slowly, and over so long a time, that. She had on matching blue panties that accentuated her nether regions quite nicely. For not being a beauty queen, the effect was captivating.She walked slowly across the room, her hands behind her back, turned slightly sideways in a very fetching manner, still wearing her pleasant but slightly sardonic smile. I was kneeling in front of the fireplace and she came over and stood in front of me, the effect of which was I was staring up into her sizeable breasts and into her smile, which was visible. If you keep going, that might happen all over the seat. Please..can you stop?” Hasna asked innocently. She knew that might even make him mad.But Rohan just smiled and pulled out his bottle. He put it down on the platform as he confidently placed his right arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.“I wish we could be like this forever, Hasna,” Rohan whispered, taking his face close to hers. He took her left thigh in his left hand and placed it on his right thigh in such a way her leg was. ..I've got to go... SOB!... somewhere and think... SOB!...." My new bride cried out as she hurriedly dressed and ran toward the door sobbing.All alone in the large bridal suite, I felt lonely without her already. By the time I threw on pants and a shirt and went looking for her, I couldn't find a trace of her. It was then I decided to enlist the aid of my best man, and best friend, Jacob. He was staying at the same hotel, as were other members of the wedding party.When I reached his room.