There was even a new genus of gossip, called improbable gossip, which verged on the fantastical, as opposed to the standard kind which tried to at lea...st seem possible. It reminded me of the ‘tall tales’ which gave birth to such as Paul Bunyon and Pecos Bill, where grown men swapped bald faced lies of such outrageous content with earnest sincere faces, and the culture was such that no one was about to call any other man a liar unless they were prepared to fight them, as being called a liar was. This time it went in a little easier. But this small blessing was outweighed by the fact he now started fucking me harder.I had to reach behind and put the palm of my hands on the window, since every thrust of his meant my head was hitting the glass. I remember actually not feeling that comfortable and he was certainly fucking me with intent.Finally though he let my legs fall down, as he withdrew from me. He grabbed my upper arm and pulled me off the desk, I bounced down onto the floor, half. For them there is no shame in rape." The dismayed looks from the girls seemed to give the lie to what Husna was saying but gagged as they were they could give no voice to their protests."Then perhaps they need more beatings," Victoria contributed. "Or is your arm weak as well, Hannish?"Hannish scowled at the woman. He reached forward and grasped one of the girls by the wooden yoke that was locked around her neck. Twisting it, he span her around showing how her naked back was crossed with the. "Trek je kleren maar uit en ga met je benen wijd op de grond zitten."Het meisje doet wat haar gevraagd word.Het meisje ziet de sneeuwblazer waar de man het over had. "Wat zijn die twee dingen aan het eind van uw sneeuwblazer?"Vraagt het meisje nieuwsgierig. "Dat zijn de zakken waar het sneeuw in bewaart word."Zegt de man.De man steekt zijn sneeuwblazer in de kut van het meisje. Hij gaat er steeds dieper in. "Is dat mijn sneeuwnetje?" Vraagt het meisje die naar de lul van de man kijkt die in.