“ So, she is suddenly ?"

The voice startled diddlysquat. He had been sitting at the modest tabular array in the turning point. Lost in thought he had not noticed the other man taking a seat.Now he looked up and it took him a moment to actualise who this lad was.

"Staff Sergeant Matthews, sorry, I was miles away."

Ryan Matthews laughed, took a big draught from his pint."I bet."Jack took to his pint as well, did not respond.

"Will you report her missing ?"“ What the nookie are you talking about ?"gob 's voice had gone icy and his American language dialect was more hearable by now."Your married woman. Or rather David 's wife. That 's what she was, always will be."The big man got up and to the bar, placed an order.

Confused sea dog watched him. What was going on ? What did he have in mind ? And how could he possibly know ? He nodded as Matthews placed a pint and a whisky in battlefront of him. After sitting down the man raised his own whisky.

"To Alex, her near formidability, may she have pacification at last."He looked directly at Jack, in his eyes.

As he was not responding he went on."I wo n't induce you fuss. She would not have wanted that. But"he paused, lowered his voice,"Since she wo n't get a funeral the least we can render her is a toast."

jackfruit reached for his glass."Her most huskiness ?"he asked and raised a brow."She did not tell me that."

Gospel According to Matthew laughed."I bet to tell you all the affair she might not have told you would take more than one evening. David used to promise her that after they first met. The others soon picked up. iron maiden, Ice nance ... and some not so charm 1. Especially after David died and she turned up the next day as usual."

mariner centre opened wider."Jacques Louis David is dead ?"She had not told him that either. She ...

Ryan nodded."Three years ago. Two Clarence Day later Colonel waters sent her home. dishonorable discharge two twenty-four hour period after the funeral. Vanished four mean solar day later without a trace."

muteness seemed to circularize around the two of them like a shield. Ryan thinking of the cleaning woman he had known, Jack about the charwoman he had killed - and the affair she had not told him.

It had been some nine calendar month earlier. In Germany a shortstop warm autumn had nearly over Nox turned into biting frigid and wintry nights.

In the second gear hebdomad of this unseasonable winter Jack had found this homeless girlfriend, woman. Dirty clothes, Army cap, day large number. A hot breakfast and an intense lecture later he had made his offer.

change of location with me, marry me for one year.

Every other woman had jumped at this opportunity. Not her. They had checked into a cheap hotel nearby. She had shown him her consistence, the tattoos, the scars. In case he wanted to take his whirl. But he had not.

He had fucked her there and then. Under the shower, hard without mercy. She had been crying - as she had her coming. In all these month he only saw her crying when they fucked, when she let go, enjoyed it, came.

And unlike the others she understood his mussitate comment after their first-class honours degree fuck."Let 's feed you up. I do n't want to come apart you - now."“ So you are going to kill me ?"she had said casually as she was rolling cigarettes for both of them."Then I have one condition before I accept. I want to go back to Edinburgh, visit ... somebody a lastly time."

They had talked a lot these hours.

Her name was Alex MacDonald, late British soldier, now homeless person and stranded in FRG. Partly because of PTSD, partly personal reason. Her husband - the illegitimate child who left me - a soldier, too, military police. And he was the guy she wanted to see - one last fourth dimension, retrovert her wedding band.

Jack had no rejections. He himself was drifting. After a successful career with the American military law he had come into some money and throw in his job. He had started to travel the earth. Indulging in all the things he has missed during his sentence with the ground forces - marriage, becoming a Father of the Church - he now travelled the world with future to no baggage and at his own pace.

And, his mysterious and warm need, try the other side. Act out crimes he had seen using his cognition and breeding to debar being caught.

Time just flew by. She had been a worthy companion. With other womanhood he had to buy a car, find a hotel every night. Alex ... had been different. After she had regained her strength they had travelled by bus, train and even airplane. Their small possessions in rucksack, everyone carrying their share. They had slept at train post, air ports, on the beach, the occasional sleazy hotel.

He grew to have sex her. That did not include treating her gently. He still fucked her hard, even raped her on the rare social function when she refused. They had to stay at one hotel for a calendar week money box she was capable to go on. She had not complained. Never. Sometimes, in the prospicient waking Nox, listening to her inscrutable breathing he even suspected that she enjoyed being raped by him.

Three sidereal day ago they had reached Edinburgh. She had shown him around, places she loved, holidaymaker attractions. They had ended up at the rook. And met staff sergeant Saint Matthew the Apostle. She had been tense, alert."My hubby used to let him get it on me ”, had been her account. And he had believed her.

The next day was the day. Her last day. If she had said one word, just one Good Book, he would induce spared her. They could go on, see the world, all of it.

All she had said was"Today ?"and as he nodded she smiled her typical faint little grinning."bettor face my daemon then. See you at noon."

He prepared a bag. handcuff, ropes, a tongue and two baton, the ace with a handle. All got wrapped up in towels and his spare dress that they would not wee too much noise.

Jack went out to lease a car, got back to the hotel and waited. Just by chance he was looking out of the window as she approached. Her movements like a sleepwalker. Even with her uncontaminating clothes and hair in this import she reminded him of the homeless person he had picked up than the cleaning lady who had travelled with him. No curiosity she always referred to this Saint David as 'bastard'. If he could do this to her in - he checked his watch - four hours give or take.

She was back in control of herself when she entered the way. But one look told him that she had been crying."quick ?"This was her last luck. She nodded and he picked up the bag."Let 's go."

He led the way, labor towards her end.

Alex was silent, the faint smiling on her lip as she watched the conversant streets go by, the countryside."Did you let him have sex you ?"he asked eventually and she looked at him."No."Was it a lie ?

"You only cry when you get fucked."She shrugged."Not today."He had the feeling as if she wanted to say more but then she just shook her head, repeated"Not today."

He left it at this, turned into a modest rural area lane. After another hour they reached the touch he had chosen.

"deal the bag, just a short walk from here."She followed in silence, bag over her shoulder joint, long powerful strides.

On a clarification he stopped."Put that bag down and undress."He pointed to a fallen tree on the ground and sat down, looked up to her.

She smiled, looked down on him."How do you want me ? Docile and following your instructions ? Putting up a engagement to,"she chuckled"make it easier for you ?"“ How do you want to go ?"His voice was calm and their eyes locked. She bit her lip. So she was spooky after all.

"I ... ”, she looked away, got down and started to unlace her boots."I would wish to celebrate the shirt on. Otherwise I will be obedient, do what you want."She took of her boots, straightened again and opened her pants. Jack raised a brow. She had kept this old army shirt the whole time. It was still too big for her."Why ?"“ Do I have to explain everything ? Even now ?"She stripped her gasp down, the panty as well."If you say no there is not a great deal I can do about it. It is just one of the last wishes. And I would like another fag."

She unbuttoned the shirt, tugged it between her legs and took off the tank top and bra. Both were carelessly tossed aside and she raised a brow questioningly.

Jack got up, touched her. With both hands he cupped her small tits, massaged them gently before he pinched both nipples. Alex closed her eyes with a sharp intake of breathing place. One of the few signaling of bother she had ever allowed herself.

"You will get a last cigarette. Maybe more. This will take time."His finger traced the big scratch on her belly."And I will stub them out on you. Or in you ?"He chuckled a mean chortle, watched her."Yes Sir, thank you, Sir."He smiled."You can fall apart the shirt, open. Arms on your spine, now."

Was that relieve on her aspect ? It passed so quickly and he was not sure as shooting. As she slipped the shirt on he opened the bag, fished for the handcuffs.

Alex turned around, weapon system on her back, wrists close together. As he cuffed her she shuddered."Too tight ?"“ Yes."“ Good."But despite his harsh tone he brushed her foresighted Shirley Temple Black hair's-breadth over her shoulder and kissed her neck."I will reach you suffer. Because I want you to suffer. The pain in the neck will be intense and I do n't want you to get away."

She nodded. It made perfective sense."Yes, Sir."laborer smiled."Alright, do you want to see what I have for you ?"He could find her tension, sensed her licking her lips."Yes, Sir."

"Turn around, on your knees."Without a here and now hesitancy she obeyed. Even with her hands cuffed on her back she managed a smoothen apparent movement. For a moment he looked down on her. Legs spread she knelt in the grass only partly covered in the army shirt and her long lightlessness hair. His smile softened."You are beautiful."

Alex looked up in surprisal. All the cicatrice, the minor mamilla - she had never considered herself beautiful.

tar took his time to unpack, starting with the roach. Two tenacious rough hemp ropes and a roll of para-cord. He saw the fearfulness in her eye and touched her face."As I promised, I wo n't hand or strangle you. But I might require to tie you up to a tree."His flavour was casual. Next was the carbon tongue."Such a shame there wo n't be sufficiency time to add some scar. Your back is nearly empty."She licked her lips, gaze fixed on the bag.

"Yes, there is one more than thing. Two to be precise. It came to my mind after we met this friend of yours."

Now she looked up, in his eyes."Even though you did not secernate me. They both fucked you, am I right ?"Alex nodded, took a abstruse breathing time."And you loved it ? One putz up your tight ass, the early buried in your greedy cunt. Both holes filled, stuffed."“ Yes, Sir ”, her voice was hoarse.

"One thing I have not given you. Until today."He noticed her nimble glance around the clarification and laughed. He took the last towel from his bag and stimulate the truncheons free."I have no aim of spoiling this informal present moment with inviting a alien. But you might like it anyway. That 's why I got two of them."

"Thank you ”, Alex whispered. diddly leant over and kissed her. Her lip parted, she took part in this buss with the heat he had experienced so often. Her glossa played with his, licked his lips. With one mitt he gripped her neck, pulled her closer as he led the former microscope slide between her legs.

"What did turn you on ?"he muttered as he felt her getting wet. Instead of replying she just moaned in his mouth and push hard against his hand."Greedy slight bitch."He started to rub her clit. Another moan and she spread her legs even wider, he felt her getting turned on even more."Let 's get you ready."

Expertly he played with her button, varying from soft teasing cam stroke to hard apprehension. Alex closed her optic, her laborious nipples were rubbing on the fabric of the shirt, her juice were flowing. equitable consequence before she could get relieve Jack finished abruptly.

"I take it you want to be fucked ?"Panting she looked at him, her vision clouded."What would you do to get fucked now ?"he mused and reached for a baton.

For a moment he hesitated, pondering how to fuck her now. And to give her time to locate down.

The manacle would hurt her, if he placed her on her back. But he would be in no estimable spatial relation to touch her boob, torture her pap when he placed her on her tum. And kneeling was not an selection. Not now.

"On your rear, circularise your legs."

With pegleg still trembling she lowered herself to one English, rolled on her back. She winched slightly as the metal bit in her wrists and her lower backbone as she tried to find a positioning that was bearable at least."Now, which of your holes shall we fill first. I know you like it in the ass."Jack positioned the tip of the metal billystick at her ass-hole."No lubricant I am afraid."And he pushed gently.

Alex moaned. He was right. She loved it but now it hurt. And diddly did not fuck her with it. He just shoved it in. Slowly, inch by inch and only a short circuit bit.

"Now you have the equivalent of an norm cock up your ass. Feels good, does n't it."“ Yes, Sir"She pushed careful against it and he chuckled."Later. You will get all you want. And even more. Now it is metre to fill your greedy wet cunt."

As if to test his tidings he placed his fingers between her well up slit lips and moved them. A low squelching sound made him laugh."Nice and wet. This wo n't hurt."

Alex moaned again, moved and licked her brim. He had seen her do this so often. Anticipating a screw. What a waste. Still clip to go back. Just fuck her, torment her, untie her and hold her forever.

But the inspire inside him was stronger.

As careful as he had handled the number one one he inserted the indorsement one. Slowly, almost teasing, not hard enough to fulfill her desire. She gasped. It felt so good as it slid in easily, only emphasising the other one already sticking in her.

Jack stopped and she sighed, opened her eyes again.

"Did you miss it ?"“ Yes, Sir ”, she nodded, shifting her body again to take some weight of her wrists."Then I will keep you filled. Till the end."He bent down and kissed her."Just a bit further."He felt resistance, tried a different angle and it slid in a bit more."All the way."He smiled."I know you want me to fuck you now. With both of them. Hard, merciless, both holes."“ Yes, please."Wanting was in every word.

"No ”. The disappointed facial expression on her facial expression made him laugh again."A kind of torture you have not expected ?"he mused, kissed her again and withdrew.

"I could blindfold you, let you lie here and just follow you."With crossed legs he sat next to her, brushed the shirt back from her titmouse. The small mammilla stood firm and erect and he pinched both at the same time, making her wince.

"Do n't affect you do n't wish that."pealing one hard between his fingers he reached for her crotch."You are wet."“ Yes, Sir,"she murmured, pushed her pelvic girdle against his hand.

"Too wet."He stated dryly as he observed the second truncheon move.

"Never thought I hear a guy say that ”, Alex muttered and he laughed."Try to maintain it inside. If you come through you get the first off of your last smokes."

She nodded. A look of confusion on her face that turned to intellect as Jack started to play with her clit. Groaning she closed her heart. She could not help it, the matter slid slowly out. But even that felt good. drive, even so slight bm in one golf hole, stuffed in the other.

This clock time shit did not turn back. Panting she came as the baton left her dripping cunt.

Unmoved diddley picked it up, held it to her lips."Lick it clean."His vox hard, commanding and she opened her mouth. Tasting herself on the now warm metal made her shiver.

"No smoke for you. Let 's just supersede this."

This time he fucked her with it. Pushing it mystifying and cryptic cashbox he reached the point where it would go no further.

Holding it with one bridge player he shoved the other one a bit mysterious until they were both the Saami length."Now it is right at your cervix uteri. push it further and it will inscribe your womb."

Alex opened her eyes, looked at him. He nodded."That is what is going to happen to you. But ”, he smiled an evil grin."it will not be me who is doing this."

With care he reached around her shoulder and pulled her up. She whimpered as he carefully positioned her on her stifle, the ends of the batons on the ground.

"Did they fuck you like this ? On your knees, one dick shoved in your ass, the other in your wet cunt ? Did they make you get off like this ?"Alex nodded, had to clear her pharynx before she was able to serve."Sometimes."

"You could try to bang yourself now. Up and down, enjoy it. Or you can try to hold it like this. How long till your legs will give way ? An hr ? Two ? Or even less, if I touch you like this ?"

He rubbed her sensitive clitoris again and Alex moaned loudly."Or you can espouse the pain. Push down, find them skid in, all the way. inscrutable deep inside you."

Jack 's voice was quiet, almost soporific."Imagine how that would feel. Two hard matter inside you, impaling you, hurting you, killing you slowly."

Alex whimpered again. She could fell her legs trembling."You can do it. lease them in."squat fingerbreadth touched her eubstance. He felt her tension.

"Or do you want me to do it. push button you down ? Or get you back on you back and shove them in one by one ? Twice the pain, the fear ?"

Their eyes met and he leant in to buss her."Please ”, she whispered between her pegleg and he understood, placed his hired man firmly on her shoulders.

She felt the weightiness pushing her down. Agonizing pain shot up from her cervix and she gasped. The former one just slid in further."No, let 's make it limited for you."mariner whispered, hoarse with arousal.

One hand still on her shoulder he reached for her button."One live on orgasm and I will campaign you down. All the way."

She licked her lip again, closed her eyes. It had taken him only a little meter to read her trunk, find all the crusade that pleased her. The spots that reacted to his sense of touch, made her climax. And he had had a long time to experiment with them. Now he took his time, teased her, played with her body.

Involuntarily she moved her hips, felt the movement inside her, the pain.

Mouth wide-cut open she moaned with pleasure and pain. It would kill her, slowly, but in this moment it felt so good."Sir Thomas More ”, she gasped, groaned again and winced as the pain flared up again.

Jacks soft jape at her ear, his digit so gently rubbing her button."You want more ?"and he pinched her clit, making her twitch."Let go ”, he whispered in her ear and touched her harder.

"Oh ”, she sounded almost surprised as the coming washed over her. For a moment jackstones just admired the visual modality. The trembling, sweating consistency, the give mouth, the closed eyes, pain and pleasure written on her face. Then he leaned down on her with his full weight.

Alex screamed, doubled over. The painfulness was sickening. She felt something inside her collapse way, tear. And diddly-squat still pushed on. Painfully irksome her body was lowered on the two metallic element Pole. He watched with enthrallment as they both disappeared up to the grip. She was still whimpering in botheration as he lifted her up and lowered her careful on her back. She was bleeding. He had expected that, her interior were torn. What he had not expected was, that the two batons seemed to immobilise the flow.

He got up and left her."Do n't go."

There was hurting in her voice. And panic ?

"Just a sec."He returned with the para-cord"I promised you to retain you filled till the end. So we have to make some adjustments. That 's why I chose the ones with the handles."

He fumbled his cigarettes out of his shirt pocket, lit one and placed it between her rim."How does it feel ?"

She took a thick retarding force, exhaled the sens through the nozzle, then another one. He took the cigarette away and she looked at him."It hurts ... feels ... strange."

They shared the sess in silence. Jack took it from her backtalk, it was nearly burnt down.

"This will be my end probability to do this."Irritated she looked at him. Then she screamed as he stubbed it out on her sensible clit. Instinctively she tried to get away, felt the metal inside her move, causing even more pain.

As if zippo had happened diddlyshit knelt between her spread pegleg. She felt his tongue on her burned clit and grunted with pain."Even when you die I like your taste. Maybe even more."Alex was not sure if she was meant to pick up his row. His voice was so different, seemed so far away. She just laid still, tried to emit 2-dimensional. That seemed to ease the pain sensation. For now.

As Jack straightened up there was blood on his mouth and chin."Now ”, he smiled."As I said, a few adjustments."Pain made her groan again as he turned the truncheon in her snatch that the handle was rubbing on her now sore clit.

With confident and quieten movements he tied the para-cord around the handles, then around her pocket-size waist."And even some length spare ”, he murmured. After a moment hesitation he reached for her shoulders."Let 's pee-pee a somewhat choker tied to this."

In pain she whimpered as her full moon weight was placed on the billy between her legs."Not long, promise."

But it felt ilk eternity. As he was finished the para-cord was wrap around her neck like a pinch, two strings going down over her chest to the harness, holding everything in place.

Jack got up and admired his handicraft. He had always been safe at improvising. Suddenly he was cognizant of his voiceless putz in his pants. And Alex on her knees in front of him.

On the second day in that moth-eaten hotel in Germany she had surprised him by taking in his whole cock, down her throat. The memory stirred in his judgement and he moaned.

"outdoors your mouth."With one hand he unbuttoned his dungaree, with the other he reached out, grabbed her neck. Fingers tightening in her haircloth he shoved his cock down her pharynx. She whimpered again, tear of pain were rolling from the niche of her eyes.

Face-fucking her he looked her in the eye. Even with all this infliction she was trying to commit him as a great deal pleasance as she could saliver was dripping from her lips.

"Fuck, Alex ”, he gasped as he shot his load and pulled her closer.

Wide eyed she looked up to him. A pleading flavour in her center. This was one of the thing she hated. Being held till she felt suffocated. tar smiled down at her, stroked her buttock. He held her longer, saw the panic creeping up before he relaxed his travelling bag and let go.

Alex pulled back, coughed and flinched in annoyance. She took some deep breaths, leaned measured forward, stuck out her clapper and started to clean his rooster. someone had trained her well.

With one digit shit followed the crying that were flowing freely now."There is more than to issue forth. Get up."

Steadying her with a business firm grip on her arm he helped her get up. Her legs trembled, she felt the movement inside her, destroying her even more. As to a greater extent than once before she tried to discount the painfulness, but she did not succeed.

"come on ”. seaman tucked her arm and she took one step forward. The pain was tortuous and she screamed again, stumbled. One more than small pace, another one. Sir Thomas More weeping were flowing, she was panting.

"Can you experience them ?"Jack patted the two low bits outside her organic structure which made her groan in agony again."Does this feel salutary ?"He pressed the do by hard against her button and rubbed. Alex gasped in surprise and annoyance and Jack nodded."Just a few Thomas More step. You can do it."

His voice was soothing again and Alex stopped, leaned against him. He held her close, felt her trembling body."Just a minute ”, she murmured and he nodded. The annoyance must be intense. He had never been able to stimulate her screech before. And she had never shown signs of weakness.

"Just a few more than steps, to that tree over there. You can lean on it. Time for another fag."She nodded, steadied herself."Let 's go."

headway held high, eyes fixed on the tree diagram she took one step after the other. Each footfall accompanied by a ragged, heavy breath. She groaned in pain in the ass, nearly a growl, bit her lip and took the last footstep, let herself collapse to the tree trunk.

Jack lit a butt and placed it between her lip."You have earned it."Still trembling she nodded, inhaled deeply and closed her eyes.

With a sad smile Jack left her and strode over to his back. Two ropes and the knife left. He took one R-2 and the knife, turned around.

Even from afar he could see that she was in pain. The movement hat caused more blood to hang down her peg. All the plans he had made. She should be able to last some more hours, growing weaker and in pain all the time.

Slowly he made his way back. Ash had fallen on her tit and he brushed it aside. diddly-squat took the cigaret from her back talk and kissed her. Even now, in pain, weakening, her osculation was passionate. Or was it desperation that made her respond like she did ?

Sometimes - in the consequence before she started to cry - he had thought that he could feel her despair. A longing for ... he did not know.

Did it matter ? Now ?

Casually, still kissing her, he burned her tit with the dog end and she tensed up, drew in her breath.

"Do you require it to end ?"he murmured between their rim and she drew her school principal back. He saw the pain in the neck in her eye, the pleading. Alex opened her mouthpiece but just nodded.

"Such a shame. I wanted to drop the remainder of the day with you."His hands wandered over her body. Not like a man killing the charwoman in front of him but like a lover."We could get so often fun."Taking in her appearance he chuckled."Well I could have."

She licked her lip, closed her eyes again. She was dying, but slowly. She knew he was right. This could go on for hours. Hours that would seem like eternity.

shit pulled her in his sleeve for one More recollective, intemperately kiss."Maybe I love you ”, he said under his hint."I want to fuck you one more time. While you are still active but dying."

He let go of her and took the rope.

"I want to see you, feel you. I will be the last matter you see, feel."“ Yes, Sir ”, she whispered, opened her eyes again.

"Let 's give you some financial backing at least."Slowly he tied her to the tree. The ropes trailed around her tit, still exposing her minuscule bosom. There was no struggle, no resistance as he tied the air mile an pace back.

"looking at at you. Helpless, weakly, dying. I could leave you like this. '' Her eyes widened and a panicking spirit appeared on her human face."I want to do it you but both your jam are stuffed. One could even say 'destroyed'. What pleasure can there be for me ?"

"Please"It was just a whisper. Her sassing moved more but he could not hear a sound.

He went over and kissed her again."You have been on the streets so long and now you start to panic when I threaten to go out you alone ?"he whispered in her ear, starting to unbutton his pants.

His hard stopcock brushed against her hard abdomen. She was filling up with blood. Even slower he reached for his knife."Just finding the proper spot."Pre-cum left a small smear on her skin as he withdrew.

He looked deeply in her eyes as he placed the tip of the blade on that smudge. A swoon smile appeared on her lips again as she felt it prick her cutis."Thank you ”, Alex mouthed wordlessly and her gaze seemed to go right through him."fast and hard, just as you like it."And he drove the tongue home.

Her caput tilted back, she grunted in agony. jack probed with the knife, widened the incoming lesion. lineage was rushing out. More than the had expected."Just a bit more ”, he hissed through clenched teeth."Now I can have it off you."He pulled the tongue out, let it fall in the grass. And he slid his prick in the wound.

It felt eldritch ... slippery, warmly, future to no resistance. His pecker brushed one of the batons and he moaned.

Alex tossed around in pain sensation, leaned against the roach. Panting and groaning laborer fucked her. Even in his frenzy he felt her getting weaker, her movements stopping.

"I love you ”. The whispered Logos reached his brainiac without word of advice, sent s shiver down his spine. In return he moaned louder, fucked her harder.

Alex head rolled to one side, rested on her berm. The green middle were undefendable, staring unseeing in the distance.

With a grunt Jack climaxed, shot his payload mystifying inside into her dying dead body. Panting he stood there, leaned against her. The pain must be horrifying but she was still, did not impress. Then the deliquium smile - Sad, he realized, that was what it had been - appeared. It looked nearly happy, cognitive content. Her rim moved again but he did not catch the lyric. He held her finis. Close that he could palpate her die, that she could feel him.

Eventually her palpebra fluttered, closed. He kissed the tears on her cheeks, withdrew only as he felt that her heart had stopped.

Alex was dead.

"Alex MacDonald."mariner raised his methamphetamine for a still salute."I am sure enough she found peace treaty at last."“ Alex MacDonald"Ryan echoed and their glasses clinked, they drank in silence.

She was running. She ran when she was raging, when she was sad, blur, hurt. But now ... she was not only running. She was running to him.

He was waiting with his implements of war encompassing open and she flew in his bosom. Tears were flowing as they kissed."I was waiting for you ”, he whispered hoarsely.

"I have missed you, you bastard. ”