#317485 - He began pounding me, getting harder and harder, pressing me down on to the table as his twelve stone weight climbed aboard. Frightened, shaking, sweating and hurting I saw the small one with his jewelled metal whip and the big one with his sturdy bamboo cane “Please can I just die” I spoke aloud to myself. I had been warned about the Triad movements and how they ran the protection rackets, prostitution and drugs.
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So this what we doin in the barracks now
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