" That's a total wimp out," Mike said.I turned a palm up. "What can I say?" What if they weren't trying to kill each other?" Terry asked. "I don't mea...n like boxing, but maybe a fight like a couple of friends might get in?" In that case, Russ would have the advantage," I answered."I still think Greg would win," opined Mike."Who do you think would come out on top, a karate guy or a boxer?" Terry asked.The discussion of who could kick whose ass continued for a while. Mary braided Jenny's long. As we lay there she leaned over and kissed me before thanking me for walking her home.I told her it was a pleasure to walk a young lady home which caused her to giggle again.She looked me in the eye and said would i hold her."Its so long since i was held by a man .I just need to be held".I was more than happy to do this and we lay together for a few minutes.By now i was beginning to get turned on and i was a bit worried about how she would react.She eventually let go of me and said,"Sorry.I. .. let me get you to the bank!"Jack was tiring himself, but they edged towards the side of the lake. When he was close enough to stand, he picked Mariella up in his arms and carried her out of the water, with her arms locked around his neck. He slumped, exhausted, to his knees and laid her down; but she didn't relinquish her grip so he lay on the ground beside her. He wanted to sleep, but some inner urgency drove him on."We ... we can't stay like this, My Lady ... it's ... it's not right!" No,. She moaned in pain, piss dribbling from her bare crotch. A gutted redhead stared upward sightlessly, her hands still tangled in the intestines spilling from her belly. Across her legs, another girl lay face-down in the guts and excrement. The dainty feet of a fourteen-summer-old trainee dug shallow furrows in the sand as she screamed in anguish and hugged the gash across her belly. Facedown on the ground, sand clung to her blood-stained belly and crotch, the flaps of torn flesh, and the.