”“I got so angry about yesterday’s ball game again. I hate myself. I swore at myself about every mistake I made in the game. And I hate being hu...iliated by a rotten team. Some Cubs claimed we lost on purpose because we felt sorry for the Tigers—to cover up their embarrassment.”“Jeff, just talk about yourself for now.”“I’d rather die than be humiliated. I thought about painless ways to die. I told my mother I was sick, so I wouldn’t have to go to school. She didn’t fall for it. I swore at her. I. “Hey, city girl,” a young, masculine voice said from behind her. There was scorn in that voice and Nikka jumped, recognizing Hymi without having to see him. His hand was on her arm before she could move. Her flesh crawled at his touch. She'd known men like him before. He had been one of the soldiers she’d fled from. Sybille had said so. Staring into those cruel eyes, Nikka knew Sybille was right. Hymi was rotten inside. His soul had seen and committed too much killing, to much maiming. It. All of us cried out as we moved but a tall, skinny, sharp-faced woman, who was the matron, silenced us with threats of further punishment. Sex was certainly not on anyone's mind as we hobbled along the ward. I looked at the others but no one looked as badly punished as me, and none had their fronts whipped. All three men had Moderate but only on their backs and with only one tail extended. The two women, one quite old probably around forty and the other nearer my age, both had Light;. That young man had to have a full view of my hairy open pussy. He might have even seen the slick shine of my love juices on my pussy. I closed my legs as his hand readjusted his dick in his pants.The man stood u telling the other man they had to run. He got up grabbing his boy's arm. As the boy stood up he was sporting a huge boner in his pants. He didn’t even try to hide it.In fact, I wasn’t for sure he wasn’t teasing me with it. They walked by me with that young man staring at me. I knew he.