Well I've tried to forget what happened next. It isn't worth remembering." All right," I acknowledged solemnly, "I'll leave that alone for a moment. I...nstead tell me if you've ever heard my name before?" Never," the woman replied without hesitation."Has any one else heard of me?" I asked at all the faces looking up at me. All I got was shaken heads in reply."No one," I stated with a sigh. Then I glanced over at the bastards and scowled. Most of them had the decency of looking away. Disgusted I. Listen, you need to tie the plane down. I will show you how. If you were the only ones left alive in Kobuk. I doubt the owner cares too much if you borrowed it, but we should take care of it, right?" Right, officer," Paul agreed. "Can we get something to eat?" You bet," Stan answered as they finished the tie down. "I'll fill you in on the details that I know."Stan led them to a small café in the village and Paul noticed that a Native couple and their son were running it. As they served the. I would have to keep shaving for awhile.I really didn't want to be known as a hero or have to put up with all that comes with that label. It wouldn't be as bad here as it was in the States; the media there would blow something like this way out of proportion and would hound that person for months, digging until he had no private life whatsoever. Here, in Canada, there wasn't much sensationalistic reporting or hero worship but I really was a private person who kept to myself and my family. I was. I stood in front of the mirror naked and began to cry.The blowjobs became more and more forceful and degrading. Mr. Thompson would call my dad on the phone, or tell me while I gagged and choked about how much of a loser my dad was and that with one phone call he could send my dad to prison. It was ok he said, my mom could come to work for Mr. Thompson too he said, but I knew what the sick bastard had in mind. I would cry, which only made him cum harder, but I noticed I was becoming wetter and.