I boiled some water and washed the wound as clean as I could. It didn’t look good, I knew the dusty scarf hadn’t helped. I’d hoped I could hide ...here for a few days but I knew I needed help. I drank some water and chewed on some stale jerky from my saddlebags then smoked a couple of quirleys. I fell into a deep, troublin’ sleep. In the cold gray fog of a winter morning, something had woken me and I was surprised to feel my gun in my hand. I had no idea how it had gotten there. Peeking around a. Finally Jamaal spoke again. “If we let Achmed cut his balls out what will that mean, Ijah? Will it kill him?” “I don’t think so, not unless something goes very wrong, I don’t think that Achmed would want to permanently harm the boy because it would make him worthless to Achmed, to be honest Jamaal I don’t know what it would mean to not have his balls, only that in our religion he would not be a male anymore and it means that men could fuck him without fear of consequences.” Truth be known. I squeaked as I felt a little pain, I could feel his fingers just beginning to stretch my hymen. “Are you okay?” he asked, pulling his fingers out.“Yah, it just hurt a bit, that’s all.” I whispered. He brought himself close to my face and whispered in my ear.“If you need me to slow down or if you need anything, just tell me. I want this to be good for both of us.” At that moment I knew that I was right, he really was the one. I leaned up and kissed him again than whispered. “Just be gentle.” He. I slammed into the shelves and he didn’t miss a beat, vaulting the bar. I scrambled sideways and tripped over my own feet, sprawling on the floor. His eyes twinkled now with malice as he raised his sword with both arms like an axe, preparing for the death blow. In that moment eternity stretched before me and I made peace. I’d come back, and in fourteen years I’d remember this life too, and then I could figure this all out, if the world was still alive. The fight went out of me and I closed my.