All-in-all I couldn't have planned things better if I'd tried.So that's it really. The end of my story about how I committed the perfect crime and got... away with it. Did I have any guilty feelings? Not really. Well not at first anyway. I had served twenty years for a murder I didn't commit and this just evened the score in my eyes. Now, almost fifteen years later, I do feel a little remorse sometimes when I look back on that dark day in my life. When I consider things rationally, I tend to think. Follow me but crawl you get up or try to run anything and ill tie you back up. Get it? I just shook my head as I followed him up the steps crawling, scrapping my hands and knees on the concrete, the dog followed us. Licking the cum dripping down my pussy. What the hell is going on here? What is he going to do to me? I thought. ——- He made me sit next to a big over stuffed chair in a cozy living room. I had to have my head down at all times and my chest poked out with my hands behind my back.. She stopped but whispered in my ear that she wants more and wanna make love. But not here. And asked me to go check whether the washroom is a safe place?I went out of the blanket with the hard on and saw that there is this coach attendant sleeping so I came back and told her to come to the wc toilet on the opposite side. She said ok and I went ahead first and was standing at the door, she came and quickly went in the loo and I followed her and went in and closed the door.We looked at each other. If you sign up you must know that you may die or be horribly wounded in this war. We may, despite all of our preparations, lose this war and you may be arrested and charged with treason if this occurs. I want that to be right up front and in the open."We may lose. I cannot, and General Jackson cannot guarantee success. If we lose we will be subjected to occupation by WestHem soldiers for the foreseeable future. We will be subjected to even greater persecution and prejudice than we already have.