. She lets out a sound of pain and releases a stream of piss and a load of shit on me simultaneously. The three men cheer and applaud as I feel the ho...t stream of liquid and my nose assaulted by the horrid stenches. The shit plops down on me and for the first time in months I?m close to vomiting. I?m made to lie in the dirty straw covered in the piss and shit of the cow. The man with the handheld does a close up of my face that is weeping and still covered in cow pussy juices. I?m as. I don't know how I know,but I'm always right.When this happens, my facebrightens and my step lightens, and I turn into the shop as if I?m planning tobuy something, as if I have nothing better to do than a little junk shoppingthis fine morning.?? I stride into the placeas if I routinely take old broken floorlamps oranonymous Korean-brand remote controls home with me, as if these things areimportant to me.? The store is alwaysempty save for the junkshop girl, and jaunty old me.The junkshop girl. A few hours later, it was getting near lunchtime so I figured it was as good of time as any to text Silvia. I didn't want to overthink anything, so I simply texted "You looked hot today -Steven". Within less than five minutes I got a text back that read, "Ha, thank you! How about you meet me at the coffee shop across from the bank?" I immediately replied, "Be there in twenty minutes" I show up to the coffee shop shortly after and as I walk in, I see her gorgeous eyes and smile sitting looking. Their feet were shod by matte black boots, and their faces were painted in face camouflage called "Black is Beautiful". Their eyes were the only chance of reflecting light, which is why they covered them in protective goggles whose lenses were coated in a dark, one-way filter.As the searchlights moved on, both figures took the opportunity to race to the fence. The guards in the towers, night blinded by proximity to the searchlights, didn't see a thing.Two snips and the wire had parted enough.