It was just below the curve of his left calf, and looked like the sort of thing a young kid would get while fooling around – climbing fences or jump...ng from haylofts. I caressed it gently before leaning down to press a soft, reverent kiss to the damaged skin.He spoke shakily. “I was trying to play a prank on Ser Amos,” he chuckled, “but his greaves were too heavy to lift. I got my foot into one, and then fell and sliced my other leg when I tried to put the second one on.”I drew my lips the. The next day when I reached home my parents get a telegram saying my Grand Mother expired and my parents started to book tickets back to Kerala. While booking my dad got the tickets only for two. Hence they arranged me to stay with our neighbors as they were very close to my Father and mother. They were a couple married from few year and enjoying their life (no kids). I was like the same sexy aunt whom I use to dream about. Uncle use to leave to office in the morning and would be back only by 6. We were the few, the elite, and we ruled the streets by fear and respect. To generate that fear we had to depend on massive amounts of violence, and frequent acts of murder. To make sure that we were up to the task, we had to kill someone. That was our ‘baptism by fire.’ I am not writing about my baptism here. That is for another time. I will say this: the guy had it coming. I didn’t just do a drive by on a random person, although I was present for some of these. This is about something. The small salty ropes slid down her throat and she leaned back after he seemed to be sucked dry, pushing some of what remained on her face into her mouth giving her friend an evil grin. He groaned a little in response as he massaged his mostly now flaccid penis. "I love Asian chicks, you're such little sluts" he said. "Racist prick" Tomoko thought to herself but said outloud "you like this little yellow pussy. You fucked it real good" they both let out a little chuckle reveling in the.