I just sank back into my seat. Roger and Thompson shared a laugh.The rest of the flight was a blur to me. I could not find sleep again and had the con...stant feeling of drying cum on my face. I felt every face in the plane was looking at me and despite desperately needing to visit the bathroom I could not bring myself to rise from my seat and expose myself to the scorn of my fellow passengers, whether real or imaginary. So it was some relief that we arrived at the airport and sped through it,. Piles of bodies littered the area, some stacked three deep on top of each other. David sent two riflemen forward to the outcrop 800 yards away to check if any Afghans remained. When they signaled all clear, the rest went out to clear the bodies. David was sitting with his back against the blockhouse wall taking a drink from a flask when the Havildar reported. ‘143 dead, Colonel Sahib. Some of their rifles were hit by our bullets and destroyed. We will lower their weapons down to the gorge.. I put up an ad at lunch today and we already have 3 orders for as much as you produce. I had to take it down because there is no way we can fill those orders yet. We got to get your production up.”“Mark, I thought this was to get rid of the excess milk. Not to have me producing more.”“This is too good a money maker to not jump at it. Besides, we have to make the money to pay for the pump. I’m gonna sterilize the pump and then I’ll milk you. Oh, and I got some containers for the milk. They each. ”“When was your first intentional kill? Describe it.”“When I was 16. A boy in school. A bookworm. Too shy to ask any girl out. I had to ask him. I flat out offered to relieve him of his virginity at the end of the date. He was too eager to get his dick wet to think about the cost. I drugged him and took him to an abandoned house. I alternately fucked and tortured him for a week. I made him swallow his own dick just before I finally killed him.”“How have you stayed out of prison?”“The cops are.