I reached around and began jacking off Marshall's prick as I was jazzing his ass.

It was over now. Over and done with. Done and over with. I could put it any way I want but I was still scared shitless.

I went below, and did what I could for my wound; it pained me a good deal, and still bled freely; but it was neither deep nor dangerous, nor did it greatly gall me when I used my arm.

Her knees were ingrained with dirt, her toes raw with tinea, her fingernails black and broken.