Hey. hi. how are, or is you all, y'all, or you's being among yourselves doing, huh? I feel kind of crappy, or pissy I guess, well at least I am not th...nking about possibly jumping into a body of water other than to try to do some, or such swimming, if you know what I mean, read between the lines, fill in the blanks, & in times like these we need a Savior, … & what better Savior than our Lord, & Savior, the Christ, the Messiah-Deliverer? you know, but then nevertheless I myself haven't felt that. It was like it was all in a dream or slow motion and I couldn't stop it and somehow they knew it.Once again he started rubbing on it and feeling my little boner, [ Yes, I had a little boner by then, well kinda had one ] and then he undid my belt and started to slowly slide my jeans down. I wanted to stop him but I couldn't. I don't know why." Take his shoes off to, so you can get his pants all the way off."As soon as he had my shoes and pants all the way off, he slowly pulled my underwear down,. " Sorry, Uncle Caleb," Gabi said, as she drew the folds of the burqa around herself."Don't worry about it, Gabi girl," Caleb said gently. "I was about to do something stupid and go too early to keep him from touching you again. That would have alerted the Mosque. Besides, I liked your style. I'll have to remember what you did. He was one of those people who deserve to experience their victim's pain and suffering."Caleb keyed a radio, and spoke into the microphone clipped to his. I had a habit of running away from things. I knew this and accepted it. My other habits included indulging in bourbon, a little too often lately, experimenting with illegal drugs, which in turn seemed to go hand in hand with kinky sex. The last two habits, unfortunately, seemed to be getting further and further between sessions. I was not happy with this. I suddenly had the craving for nicotine – my other favorite habit right now. I gingerly took the few paces over the sharp gravel to the car..