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  • Jack dropped down, rolling under a fallen tree as bullets tore through the ground near him, missing his head by inches. "There you are!" CGB yelled, releasing a torrent of bullets in Jacks direction. Jack sprinted the opposite way, now aware of the layout of the Compound. He didn't want to shoot back unless he had to, his ammo was limited. Lucky for Jack, the recon work paid off. He navigated through the forest with ease, putting a solid distance between himself and CGB. However, Jack made the mistake of taking his eyes away from the trail directly in front of him. Looking to the right, he saw him. The young man he had left behind at the Center. Hanging prominently from a telephone pole he had a sign around his neck. 'Remember me?' Jack almost threw up, that fucking asshole was trying to fuck with his head and it was working. Adrian, the dead young man, didn't stand a chance. His body was mutilated, his face almost unrecognizable after the elements ravaged him. The pause in running gave CGB enough time to catch up, just as planned. He saw Jack looking up at the dead soldiers body. "Go around, I want him alive," CGB directed, sending his Officers in opposite directions. Pointing towards the hanging body, CGB shot a slew of rounds, tearing it apart in front of Jack. Jack turned around angrily, shooting his rifle back at CGB, barely missing him. "I can do this all day fag*ot!" CGB yelled, taking cover behind a boulder to reload. Jack couldn't, he needed to put more space between them before the fucker called in backup. Using the moment of reprieve, Jack started running again, turning to go deeper into the woods. An Officer came for him from the side, rushing him like a linebacker. Jack's luck continued as he dodged amateur the Officer but it soon ran out as he was blindsided by the other. She reached back and undid her bra. I felt so aware of my body. After a half dozen or so of straight Vodka shots, neither Matt nor McKenzie is feeling any pain. It wasn’t just her looks and her sexy body though. Let’s go teach you to drive.” BUT FUCK!” He unclasped his timepiece, tossing it on the bed. You put that money away for your college. Then Saturday while dad was hard at work trying to make ends meet she would be off into town buying clothes or other stuff for herself. Anything he wants, he gets. In Spanish, she asked, “Mmm, you ready, pretty lady?” Terry was fucking Glenda's ass a little faster now, and she'd gone back to licking up and down Dan's hard cock. There was a subtle movement, amateur a light corn-silk wave, as they turned to look out the passenger window. If he arrived on his own at the last minute, he would likely still be dressed in his school clothes.