I wanted to cry as I stood naked in front of him. Felling his hand over the crack of my butt he said to relax. I didn't know what to do as he moved hi... fingers down my butt crack. My heart jumped when he spread my butt open and touched my butt hole. My fear started to go away and something else was taking its place as I felt his lips kissing my butt cheeks. I felt something wet touch my tight little hole. As he circled it with his finger, he reached around with his other hand. My brain began to. Phir vo aurat ne kaha kaise chaoge 500-2000 tak ek rat ke liye. Mai kuch ghab ra raha ta. Mai ne na kahe kar chalne laga to ek ladki ne ishara kar apna bra khol deya. Phir bhi mai ne na kar apni car me chala gaya. Lekin mai bhi to innsan hu muzse raha nahi gaya to phir car palta kar vaha pahuch gaya. Phir ghar phone laga kar kaha ke tyre pumcher ho gaya aur aate2 late ho gayega. Phir ghar me gaya to vaha sirf 5 he ladkiya thi. Baki sab customer ke sath room me thi. Phir ek ladki ko choice kar. "I can't think of an approach other than to suggest you put it all together, give the information to the FBI and let them take over at that point. The FBI won't act on the information by making any arrests, but at least they'll be aware of the cabal's existence, including its willingness to murder to achieve its ends. Sometime in the future, they might be able to use your information against the group." Oh, I forgot to mention something else I discovered this morning. An agent named Stuart. The scars will reinforce an interesting story.” I looked up into his face. “Thank you, by the way, for not burying me.” I then told him more of my story, leaving out the b********y parts. At least for the moment. * * * *My strength came back over more days. After about a week of being awake, I was trying out my leg and body more and more. I was now moving around the camp vicinity, helping out where I could. While cutting up some roots for inclusion in a stew, I remembered something he had said.