I went topside and approached the captain carrying my broken hand with the other as the trickle of blood from the hand flowed to meet the dried blood ...from my torn wrists from being bound to the statue. “Captain, I’m taking the skiff” I said in a tone that left no doubt of my sincere menace. “My hand is busted up pretty bad and I won’t hold up your trip...Sorry about the wall below decks, I’ll see to it that it gets repaired, and get your skiff back to you when you return to port….By the way…I. Kamal : nahin ranjana dary ke 5 peg piyae hue hain, bas ab tumko peena haimom : aao fir bhains tayaar haiKamal fir mom ke paas bath gaya aur usko smooch karne lagamom : mmm…… ummmm……. ooooonnnkamal : saali hmm to aise kar rahi hai jaise kabhi chudi hi nahin hokamal ne gown ke upar se mom ka mumma bahar nikala aur choosane laga.. mom mast ho gayee aur fir uska lun pant ke bahar se hilane lagii….. jab kamal thoda garam hua usne mom ka gown utaar diya……..wow..Mom ab sirf kacchi mein thi…… uske. After all, we'd been to parties and seen each other naked. My parents had seen him naked, and vice versa. They'd even seen him putting it to me. But here we wee, going through the motions as if I were virginal and so on. It caused no amount of stress. The things society makes us do.Anyway, the doorbell rang, and I let out a squeak. Krys, who was waiting for her own date, checked out front. "Eric."I swallowed, or at least tried to. My throat was dry, and my palms weren't. This was way worse than. " That, I will do Don."Since leaving the force, I've been approached by my former captain three times, asking me to reconsider another reenlistment. To which I have responded three times, that I am too old for that shit. Crawling around some shit-hole in the world, covered with a ghillie suit, wasn't the greatest thing when I was young and it certainly hasn't improved as I got older.My first priority is getting in touch with my useless sister, Rayne, to determine who and what she is involved.