It seemed to be totally appropriate in the case of most of the Looters, but quite often, it was all too brutal when used against the sometimes defense...less survivors.He had some ethical reservations at some of the methods being used as standard operating procedure (SOP) by the capturing units but felt it was not his place to interfere since it seemed to be overwhelmingly successful in the outcome. To some degree, as a male, he was excited by the harsh treatment of the females to put them in the. Some sound heared and we separated. During the 1st of December 1994 I went to her office along with one of my friend in scooter in search of our colleague. I found her all alone in the office and no one was seen. I thought it was an opportunity of a lifetime. After leaving my friend in a place some 2 kms away at his quarter, I came back and took Betsy behind me in my scooter to my quarter after pinching her nipples over her blouse and bra. On the way she was rubbing her right bust over my left. I stopped at the door of the car and flipped the seatforward to pull out my sleeping bag and pillow. Under eacharm, I carried these cumbersome items up to the room. As Iapproached the door to the bedroom I noticed it was closed,slowly I lowered my items to the floor. My hand shot to theknob and was surprised to again find it locked. I frowned,pushing my hand into my pocket for the key. I unlocked it,and using my foot, pushed the items from the hall into theroom.I slid the cooler next to the. I lapped up her juices as she continued to shutter, nearly collapsing.‘I didn’t say you could cum!’ I roared angrily, as I stood up and made her bend farther over. I lifted one of my hands and slapped her ass as hard as I could. Grace groaned in pain again and before I smacked her again, I stopped in midair, cautious about the level of noise I was making.I made Grace stand up before forcing her leg up onto one of the shelves so her pussy was wide open and completely exposed to him. I gave my.