Foggy Summer Night by Olivia Coreanda (Adult Fiction by Experiential Stories)

Misty Summer Night (Olivia Coreanda)

Spokesperson: meiji

I used to love life and would never give up easily before my life was taken away from me. When the war broke out in Bosnia, I was still a carefree girl because the war did not spread to our remote little town.

But I remember that shortly after my 15th birthday, the sound of gunfire became one of the noises in the street. The once bustling city no longer exists because of the artillery shells dropped by the Serbian army, and the streets are left with only a few pedestrians passing by in a hurry and garbage and dust flying in the wind.

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The whole world loves our small town on the Black Sea. In summer, the charming sunshine, thin sea mist and deep blue water will bring waves of tourists to this place nestled in the mountains and by the sea, with stone castles, Gothic churches, granite streets and cream-chocolate blondes. Today, the sunset and the afterglow are still there, but the streets are no longer our streets.

On the hill, behind every chimney of every house, there were Serbs wearing camouflage uniforms the color of dead leaves, holding rifles and shooting every pedestrian on the central street, even children. No one wanders the streets anymore.

The first time I felt the fragility of life was on a brilliant evening. The sea fog began to drift into the streets sparsely, but the sea and sky in the distance were full of rosy clouds. My good friend Kailing and I walked through the alleys - we could no longer walk on the main street after school. There was a group of people gathered in front, busy doing something. We intuitively felt that something was wrong.

We squeezed through the crowd and lying on the ground was Dai Mei, Kai Ling's sister. Dai Mei's golden hair was spread on the ground, and a streak of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Her face was pale, her long-lashed eyes were closed, her body was twisted, and she was lying on her back. She was wearing a navy blue girl's vest and a pair of white girl's suit shorts, which tightly wrapped her plump and firm girl's buttocks.

There was a horrible little bullet hole on the fullest part of her left breast, and blood was oozing out. Beside her, a basket of bread lay on the ground. "Dai Mei!" Kai Ling screamed and rushed over. I stood there, transfixed. Dai Mei, who was so lively and fresh, and full of energy all the time, whose laughter was as sweet as a silver bell even before people arrived, died just like that?

18-year-old Dai Mei is a good friend of my sister Heina. The two girls in their family are a pair of eye-catching sisters. They all have long blonde hair, slender waists and strong, white legs. A few days ago was Kailing’s 16th birthday, and our good friends from Suxi Girls’ School held a birthday party at her home. A room full of young girls chattering and laughing almost made the house collapse.

Kailing led me into Daimei's room: "Come, let's see Daimei's secret!" She opened a closet, and there were many pieces of lace full-body bras in different colors hanging inside. They were very sexy, and we couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"Would you like to try them on?" My friends and I had once wandered around an American store in the city called Victoria's Secret. Of course, we had seen such unique lingerie before, but we had never thought of buying them. First, they were too expensive, and second, we all thought that they were adult clothes. Although they were very beautiful, they were not suitable for us little girls. But now with Kailing's encouragement, he couldn't help but feel eager to give it a try.

Kailing and I started to take off our clothes. Kailing quickly took off all her clothes. When she saw that I was only left with my bra and panties, she laughed and shouted, "Hey, take them all off! They're a set!" Only then did I look at Kailing.

I had never looked at her so closely before. She had golden hair loosely tied up with a white scarf, curved eyebrows, a high nose bridge, watery eyes, a bright mouth, and an oval face. Her breasts were not high, but heavy, and her nipples were just small pink nubs. Her waist is very thin, it's 21cm, two sizes smaller than mine. It's hard to imagine how the boy can support her strong body.

She often dances ballet and has a very long and curved waist and hips and strong and slender legs. Under the dim and soft light, the tuft of golden hair under her flat belly looks very sparse. Kailing blushed: "Why are you looking at me? Have you never seen a naked girl?"

She had just finished taking off her clothes when suddenly the door opened, the lock opened, and a person rushed in hurriedly. "Ouch!" Kailing and I screamed at the same time and pulled up the quilt to cover our bodies.

The person who rushed in turned out to be Dai Mei. "Okay, then wear my clothes secretly!" We breathed a sigh of relief and laughed secretly.

Dai Mei's personality is completely different from Kai Ling's. Kailing is a quiet girl, and every move she makes is like that of a lady; but Daimei is lively and cheerful, full of youthful energy. She is the captain of the school's cheerleading squad and also the captain of the volleyball team.

She immediately pulled off my blanket: "Wow! Olivia, I haven't seen you for a few days. How come you have such a great figure? Hey, you don't even need to wear a bra! I really envy you!"

I blushed and said, "Damei, please stop mocking me, okay?"

"Hey, who are you trying to seduce by wearing my clothes?" Dai Mei said without any mercy.

"Well, you have so many beautiful and sexy underwear like this, who do you want to wear them for?" After all, we are good friends, so of course Kailing helped me.

"Okay, okay, let's have a fashion show!" Dai Mei simply took out all the lace underwear in the closet. Kailing and I chose the ones we liked and started putting them on. Over there, Daimei had already taken off all her clothes. Although we are all girls, we are still shocked by Dai Mei's dazzling beauty.

She threw back her golden hair and stretched gracefully. Dai Mei was like a Greek jade statue, with soft curves extending from her long neck to her heels. She was already a mature girl, with long and dense golden grass completely covering her lower body, leaving only two smooth bikini lines shaved at the edges of her labia.

Her hips were fuller and her legs were stronger. The size of her breasts was similar to Kailing's, but her peaks were higher than her sister's and her nipples were slightly larger. The only thing she lacks compared to my 19-year-old sister Henna is that she does not have a deep cleavage. She is a little taller than us, so her legs are longer and prettier than ours.

The three of us put on those lace underwear and posed like real models. I looked at myself in the mirror. In the mirror was a girl with a long, thick single braid, a long white neck, curved black eyebrows, round shoulders, a narrow and strong waist, plump buttocks, and a bulging round bottom, but conical breasts. The areola is pink and the pink nipple is like a small pearl. I think my figure is no worse than Kailing and Daimei!

We put on and took off our clothes and had fun, and only went out after our friends came to find our host.

Dai Mei's voice, appearance and smile that night seemed to still be in front of my eyes: she said that on her wedding night she would wear that pink backless camisole with transparent plaid, which could be lifted from the hem of her lace skirt and taken off over her head.

We even laughed at her for just dumping her boyfriend and still dreaming of getting married! I never thought she would never get married. A damn Serbian bullet that entered her left breast ended the flower-like life of this beautiful and lively girl! How cruel!

That night, I cried all night and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. The bullet hole on Dai Mei’s chest kept flashing before my eyes. I was angry: Why were they shooting girls too? Why do you want to shoot at a girl's breasts?

I know this question is stupid. When shooting someone, of course the usual approach is to shoot at the chest, regardless of whether it is a man or a woman. Who told us girls that our chest is the most sensitive part of the body?

I just hope that there will never be a war, and I will never see another young girl’s breast being pierced by a bullet!

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The only safe place in the city now is Suxi. Suxi Girls' School was one of the few schools still operating in the city. This is a girls' high school for grades 9 to 12. She was in a blind spot on the cliff, with four churches on all sides. The bullets of the Serbian snipers could not reach the school, and the mortar shells could only hit the granite walls, leaving white spots.

Suxi is our world. She was the only place in the city where I could laugh freely. My best friends, Kailing, Luo Zhi, Winnie, and Cindy, spent many happy times with me. The best part of being in school is reading. Reading helped me escape from the sound of gunfire and forget the danger around me.

As the days passed, the Serbian army grew stronger. Our small town has become an undefended city. The Serbian army can come and go at will, and the UN troops are no different from clothing mannequins in a store. They have no way to protect us. The Serbian army can arrest people at will, and people often go missing. They also extended their claws to schools. The Serbian army captured more than 200 boys from a high school in the city center.

There were widespread rumors that they were committing genocide, dragging the men into the mountains and killing them; others optimistically believed that they were simply forced to build fortifications for the Serbian army. We no longer dared to go out alone, and the number of times we bought daily necessities was reduced to a minimum. Fortunately, the UN rescue arrived on time, and with the arrival of summer, we no longer had to worry about fuel and heating. However, the Serbian army refused to let us go.

Finally, they decided to move our Suxi Girls' School to the church in the city center. They wanted to station troops in our school.

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Everyone knows that occupying Suxi is equivalent to occupying the entire city. Because the commercial streets in the city center are all overlooked by our four churches. Serbian snipers no longer had to squat in chimneys. Their long-range rifles could hit any pedestrian in the city center, and even those on the rooftops were under their control.

In the evening, Henna, Cindy, Kailing, Luo Zhi, and Winnie and I discussed the matter in the attic of our house.

"What should we do?" We all looked at Henna. She is not only my sister, but also the sister of our group of good friends. She is also a graduate of Suxi. She was originally studying for the preparatory course for medical school in Belgrade, but the war sent her back to her hometown, and she could never go back.

Now she works as a nurse's assistant in a hospital in the city. She has been in grief these days. Last month she lost her best friend Dai Mei, and last week her boyfriend was captured by the Serbian army.

"We can't let them take over our school!" Henna gritted her teeth.

There was a moment of silence. Everyone knows that losing Su Xi means losing freedom and losing laughter. But how can we protect our schools?

Henna proposed an astonishing idea: after the Serbian troops arrived, they would ambush them every night to make them timid and force them to retreat.

"I've already found out. They use Suxi as a lookout and warehouse. There's only one squad on guard at night, and only three people patrol the campus at a time. We can definitely deal with them!"

"How to deal with it?"

"I know there's an arsenal in the basement of Suxi. It's been unattended since the government troops withdrew. We can go there and steal guns."

We all believed Hina because her ex-boyfriend was an officer. We also know that as long as we have guns, we are not afraid of the Serbian army at all. We have all undergone military training, and although we have never actually been on the battlefield, using weapons is not a problem. If a rabbit is chased and gets angry, it will rush over and bite people, let alone us humans. So what if she's a girl? She's definitely no worse than a boy.

Luo Zhi was very careful: "How do we retreat after the ambush?"

"Don't worry. There is a secret passage in the storage room behind the priest's room in the east building, which leads directly to the air-raid shelter of the Catholic Church in the center of the city."

"Great! We can gather in the air-raid shelter first, and then come here! Our family won't suspect anything!" People in the city often spend the night in the air-raid shelter of the Catholic church, because the Serbian army would fire cannons at night, and it would be terrible if they hit our house. We were all excited when we heard it.

"Everyone must keep it a secret and never leak it!"

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On the weekend, we stayed behind and worked together to steal the weapons and bury the ammunition in several lockers. After the Serbian army occupied Suxi, they definitely had no time to clean out the more than a thousand lockers in the school one by one. We each had an M-16 and a .38 Italian-Soviet automatic pistol.

We arranged the ambush positions: Henna guarded the attic of the east building, I was at the bottom of a broken staircase, Luo Zhi was next to the sink outside the restaurant, Winnie was in the mat room of the gymnastics room, and Cindy and Kailing were at the two windows of the east building's communication room. We have all tested it and everyone can run back to the priest's room and retreat within a minute.

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The operation went surprisingly smoothly. The Serbian army never dreamed that someone would attack them in their own barracks. I leaned against a stone pillar of the rotten staircase, with my gun resting on a stone block. I gripped the gun handle tightly with both hands until my palms were sweaty. The dim street lights reflected three figures in rotten leaf-colored military uniforms walking towards me. I pressed my shoulder against the butt of the rifle, checked the safety repeatedly, and kept repeating the formula of "three points form a straight line" in my mouth.

When the three Serbian soldiers walked into the small yard, I aimed at the first one and pulled the trigger. That man fell down immediately. The two behind him also reacted quickly and fired a volley of bullets at me. The bullets hit the rotten wood above my head and covered me with sawdust. My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I actually killed someone! I suddenly felt very nauseous, but luckily it was dark and I couldn't see them bleeding. Kailing and Cindy's crossfire took care of them immediately.

The gunshots alarmed the Serbian soldiers downstairs in the west building, and they rushed out. Luo Zhi and Winnie's fire net immediately blocked the door. Two Serbian soldiers fell down, and several others rushed out. I shot at them, but was too nervous and missed. A loud gunshot was heard overhead. It was Henna, who knocked down two Serbian soldiers in one blow.

I fired at the Serbian army regardless of everything. I finally killed one of them. The one who was running back rushed into the joint fire network of Luo Zhi, Winnie, Kailing and Cindy. He was hit by several bullets and fell to the ground, never to move again. We immediately rushed back to the priest's room and withdrew from the battle.

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The next day, the Serbian army searched the Suxi Girls' School thoroughly, but of course found nothing. They suspected that the guerrillas had entered through the confessional at the small back door, so they set up guards at the back door and locked it.

The people in the city soon learned that the Serbian army had suffered a loss, and everyone was happy to suppress their laughter and tell each other the story. In fact, only two Serbian soldiers were killed that night and seven or eight were injured, but the legend went on to say that more than a dozen Serbian soldiers were killed.

We haven't been to Suxi for a few days. We have to wait until the Siberian troops relax their defenses before ambush them.

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On the weekend, Henna quietly told me that most of the Serbian troops had returned to their city to spend the weekend, and the sentry at the small back door had disappeared, so tonight was a good opportunity to take action. I immediately called my female companions.

After taking a shower, Henna and I sat in front of the attic window. The setting sun is blood-red, and the mountains in the distance cast a golden glow.

"I'm so tired today," said Henna.

"Is it a good friend coming?" I asked.

Henna nodded.

"Then don't go!" I was worried that she couldn't handle it.

"That won't work! If I don't hold that place, you won't be able to withdraw."

"Then don't wear shorts."

"Silly, it's night, no one can see!" Henna said as she took off her skirt. She was wearing a pair of white cotton women's panties with a bulge in the crotch. I knew she was using the American sanitary napkin called ALWAYS with two small wings. She put on a pair of black leggings and then a pair of dark blue denim shorts.

I watched her get dressed, and I always picked up her clothes to wear, except for her bra. She uses a 38C but I'm only a 34D. Now she has changed to a back-strap bra that she wears to the gym, with buttons on the front. It makes her breasts look firmer and taller. Her outer garment was a grey girlish vest, which made her waist look graceful and her legs long. She tied her cascading black hair into a ponytail and completed her outfit.

While my sister was changing her clothes, I was also getting ready. I took off all my clothes in one go and put on my new lace panties first - the first piece of lace underwear I bought for myself. It felt refreshing and comfortable. It doesn't have the tight feeling of cotton women's briefs. I am wearing thicker grey tights. The shorts were still the same pair of denim shorts, quite short, making my legs look almost as long as Henna's.

I was wearing a corduroy purple girl's vest. Because it was very tight, I felt that I didn't need to wear a bra because my breasts were very firm and upright anyway. There is a little space on the chest of a girl's vest to support the breasts. I jumped a few times and my chest didn't shake too much, so I was very satisfied. I really don't like those suspender bras for young girls, which try hard to lift up the breasts and make them very uncomfortable.

Henna jokingly said: "Hee, be careful to protect your lace, don't let the bullet hit you!"

"Go to hell! You have no shame! Will the bullet hit your lower body?"

"It's hard to say. Why don't you wear a bra? Do you want to show your breasts to be hit?"

"Your dog mouth is really incapable of spitting out ivory! Bullets can't penetrate you if you wear a bra?"

Henna has always loved to make me angry since she was a child, but actually she is very nice to me. Whenever I have any difficult problems, especially girls' secrets, I would consult her. At this point, I thought of another question: "Henna, what does it feel like to be shot in the breast?"

"It hurts! I'm dying! I'm not dead even though I was hit in the chest?"

"I know, but... won't it... be very painful?" I asked this question because I was once hit in the breast by a football on the field, which caused me a very strange discomfort and pain. It was a really unpleasant feeling.

"I haven't been shot, so how would I know? However, from a medical point of view, the consequences of being shot in the chest for men and women are the same. If the heart is not damaged, pneumothorax will occur, and breathing will soon become difficult, vomiting blood, and then suffocation will occur. If the heart is damaged, then this process is shorter and the death will be faster. The slight difference for girls is that the breasts may block the impact of the bullet, and the damage to the heart is not so severe, so the torture may be longer than that of boys. In addition, girls are naturally more tolerant of pain and have stronger vitality than boys, so they die slower. Therefore, if you want to kill me, it would be best to shoot me in the chest with a volley of gunfire. It will hurt a little, and I will die immediately. It's simple and I don't have to suffer so much. It would be miserable to be like Dai Mei." When mentioning Dai Mei, Henna's eyes became a little red.

After a while, all the friends came. Kailing wore a school team T-shirt, loosely tucked into a pair of red denim shorts with a belt. Her hair was tied with a yellow ribbon, and her ponytail was bouncing. Cindy was wearing a pair of orange Maggie shorts and a dark T-shirt. Luo Zhi's black hair was draped over her shoulders and tied with a purple headband. She was wearing a short-sleeved sportswear, a skirt, and dark tights. Winnie had two thin braids and was wearing a shirt and a short suspender skirt.

Everyone stared at her: "Hey, Winnie, are you going to dance? I told you not to wear a skirt!"

"I'm special today! I'm so bulging and it's ugly to wear shorts!" Winnie said helplessly, adjusting her suspenders with her hands.

"Okay, stop talking." Henna was the older sister after all. She put her arm around Winnie's shoulders and said, "Is it great? Or maybe we shouldn't go tonight."

"It's okay, it's just that domestic sanitary napkins are too loose."

"Try mine." Henna gave her a pack of ALWAYS Winglets: "This is the girl's type. Don't buy the adult type next time."

"You're so nice!" Winnie hugged Henna gratefully and went to the bathroom.

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In the night sky, a bright moon hangs there alone, emitting a pale white light that scatters on the ground through the mist. The salty mist wrapped us like a soft veil, very romantic. Apart from the chirping of various insects and the faint music of the Serbian troops in the barracks, we could not hear any other sounds. We quickly took our positions. I am not as nervous as last time, after all, I have practical experience.

Under the dim light of the street lamps, Serbian soldiers in rotten leaf-colored uniforms emerged from the fog. One, two, three... I aimed at the one in front and was about to pull the trigger... Wait! besides! One, two, three...Oh my God, how could this happen? There are actually twenty people! They were not standing in a line, but were moving towards me in a cautious skirmish line! Should I shoot? Can I handle so many of them by myself?

But, they are getting close to Luo Zhi, I hope she doesn't shoot, let's run back to the priest's building together, we will be stronger together! I really regret why I didn’t think of bringing any communication tools.

Luo Zhi and Winnie had no idea how many Serbian troops were coming out!

Luo Zhi is an ordinary girl. There weren’t many girls with black hair in our school, and Luo Zhi was in the same class as me, so naturally we became good friends. Luo Zhi is not as pretty as me. She has some freckles on her face, but her figure is like mine, very fit. I really like taking pictures with her because it makes me look more beautiful.

Luo Zhi didn't care at all and showed her off to everyone with pride: "Isn't my friend pretty?" Her family was Muslim, but she had a Jewish-sounding surname. She is the smartest student in the class and also my homework advisor. When I don’t understand how to do my homework, I can get the answer faster from her than from the teacher. Luo Zhi is not very active. She has such a good figure only because I take her to exercise, such as in the gym and swimming.

After the war we couldn't run on the street anymore, but I still dragged her to the indoor swimming pool. When we first became good friends, she was worried about her flat breasts, but after exercising for a while and asking Henna to alter her T-shirt to narrow the waist, her small breasts quickly swelled up like mushrooms in spring!

A burst of gunfire rang out, one Serbian soldier fell down, and the others immediately lay down.

Luo Zhi! Why did you shoot? ! On the other side, Winnie's gunfire also rang out. She didn't see how many Serbian soldiers there were, and she hit one of them. Some of the lying Serbian soldiers fought back, while others jumped up and rushed towards Luo Zhi. I saw Luo Zhi was in danger, so I fired a volley of bullets at the Serbian soldiers, knocking down one, then another. A machine gun fired towards me, preventing me from showing my head.

But I saw from Shidun's eyes that Luo Zhi stood up and fired desperately at the machine gun. The machine gun was silenced, and a searchlight in the yard illuminated Luo Zhi's entire area. I saw a few drops of blood splattered on Luo Zhi's firm, slightly raised chest. "Oh my!" Luo Zhi screamed.

I almost shouted along, "Luo Zhi! Luo Zhi was hit!"

Her whole body stiffened, she covered her chest with her hands, staggered back two steps, bent backward in a very graceful arc, dropped the gun, her legs softened, she knelt down, and then fell sideways to the ground. ah! My heart sank and I felt very disappointed. Luo Zhi is dead! How is this possible!

The Serbian army surrounded them. No, I must inform Hina and others that we have fallen into a trap and they are prepared! I immediately ran to the east building, but when I opened the door, I saw several Serbian soldiers in the corridor! I immediately turned around, lifted the board and went downstairs. The Serbian soldiers ran over my head and didn't find me. There was a burst of gunfire coming from the east building. It was Henna, Cindy and Kailing who encountered the Serbian army.

I ran toward Winnie.

Winnie is a charming and shy little girl. She is my neighbor. Her parents are both doctors and we have been playing together since we were young. Although Winnie looks petite, she knows more about sex than anyone else. One time, a few of us had a pajama party in the attic. As we talked, we ended up talking about something that made us blush.

"Do you know how children come from?" she asked us with a charming smile.

"It was sent by the crane, right?" said Cindy.

"I know," Kailing said, "If a boy and a girl sleep together, they will have a baby!"

Luo Zhi shook her hair and said, "That's not right. You have to grow up, get married, and then have sex before you can have children!" After all, she is a talented woman and she knows a lot.

"What is love?" Winnie pressed on.

"It's so embarrassing, who knew!" I felt my face turn red.

"I tell you, when boys make love..."

"Really?" Although we all took physiology classes, the teacher never taught the chapter about the reproductive system seriously, and we were too embarrassed to listen carefully. No one knew what would happen between men and women.

Then, Winnie talked to us about foreplay, love juices, G-spots, orgasms and other very mysterious, distant, yet heart-pounding and face-boosting topics.

"Do you know where the clitoris is?"

We have all learned this term, but have never associated it with our own bodies. Winnie asked us all to take off our underwear. Although we were all girls, we were girls after all, and everyone was shy. But Winnie took off her panties generously and spread her legs.

Her vagina was covered with a thick layer of brown pubic hair. She used her fingers to spread her labia. "This is it."

We explore like she does. I have never explored my lower body since I was a child, and I have never cared about its structure. This time I finally have some understanding of it.

"Don't touch it often. It will feel very comfortable, and then you will become addicted. Once you get married, you won't enjoy sex anymore!" Winnie warned.

When I turned around, I accidentally discovered that Luo Zhi's pubic hair was the same black as mine, but much denser and longer than mine. After this night, we are all better people.

When I ran to the secret door next to the gymnastics room, I was stunned. The lights in the gym were bright, and there was a group of Serbian soldiers inside. Winnie had her hands tied behind her back on the uneven bars. Her pointed chest rose and fell. A bearded man with a lewd smile reached out and touched and squeezed Winnie's breasts.

Winnie screamed and cursed, and suddenly kicked him in the lower body. The bearded man screamed in pain and squatted down. Another Serbian soldier immediately spread Winnie's legs apart and tied them up, and the bearded man lifted Winnie's skirt with a grim smile.

"No!" I closed my eyes sadly.

The leggings were pulled off, revealing Winnie's snow-white legs that were dazzlingly beautiful. She was wearing a pair of pink women's panties with a bulge in the crotch. The bearded man stroked his way up her legs, and Winnie struggled and screamed desperately. I knew that if I jumped out, the same fate would happen to me.

The bearded man's hand touched Winnie's crotch: "Bad luck!" The girl's secret was discovered by this stinky man.

He stepped back and discussed something with a few Serbian soldiers, and then everyone laughed.

The bearded man squatted on the ground, and another Serbian soldier lifted up Winnie's skirt. The bearded man aimed his gun at Winnie's crotch.

"Oh my God! How could they do such a thing!" I was shocked and couldn't believe my eyes!

Winnie also understood what they were going to do. She tilted her head back, bit her lips and closed her eyes.

I screamed in my mind, "Winnie! Struggle! Why don't you move? Why are you standing there letting them hit you in the groin? Winnie!"

But Winnie didn't move, didn't struggle.

"Bang!" The gun went off!

"Ouch! Oh my God!" Winnie screamed. The bullet pierced her vagina, and a flower of blood burst out of Winnie's pink panties and flowed down her slender white legs. A lot of blood gushed out, and I knew what it was. It exploded!

Winnie twisted her body and struggled, and suddenly a very strange expression appeared on her face, which looked like both pain and enjoyment. She struggled and twitched shamefully until her legs stopped twisting and became stiff.

I was shaking all over, unable to believe that my two good friends died right in front of me. My tears blurred my eyes. I held back my sobs and fired a burst of bullets at the beasts through the door. I knocked down several Serbian soldiers including the bearded man, and took advantage of the chaos to run to the South Tower.

In the corridor of the South Building, I finally ran into Kailing and Cindy, both of them were out of breath.

Cindy said angrily: "It's bad! The East Building is full of Serbian troops! We are surrounded!"

I heard more gunfire in the east building: "Where's Henna?"

"She's trapped in the rectory!"

I felt relieved. If she couldn't hold on, she could just retreat first.

"Where are Olivia, Winnie, and Rosie?"

"Dead, they are all dead! How tragic!" I couldn't help but cry again.

Both girls started crying.

The gunfire in the east building suddenly stopped. Did Hina retreat or was she shot dead?

"What should we do?" Kailing and Cindy looked at me.

"We must fire until the last bullet! We must not let them capture us alive! The humiliation we would suffer is beyond your imagination." I said through gritted teeth.

We found a position in the laboratory next to the toilet in the south building, where each person could lean against the stone pillars and shoot outward to control the corridor. I heard from Kailing that there are at least two to three hundred Serbian troops!

We stared at the corridor nervously, and finally, the Serbian soldiers appeared at the stairs. We fired three shots at once and knocked down two. The rest were returned. Suddenly, a large group of Serbian soldiers appeared behind us and rushed towards the door. I retreated into the laboratory while shooting.

Kailing and Cindy were a step late. They held the door tightly and shouted, "Jump out of the window!" I jumped and landed in the bushes downstairs. The moment I jumped down, I heard the door fall down, and Kailing and Cindy fell into the hands of the Serbian soldiers.

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Among my friends, Cindy is a very special one. She has very long, straight, golden hair. The other blonde girls had loose, curly hair, but hers fell straight down like a cascade. Sandy likes to dream. She often fantasizes that she is a little princess, waiting for the prince charming to rescue her.

She is the youngest girl in the family, and she is very charming and pretty, with watery eyes, a small nose, and two dimples that appear when she smiles, so she is a spoiled girl. Both of her brothers gave in to her and spoiled her.

Cindy is most concerned about dating. She doesn't have a steady boyfriend, but she often discusses with me what special feelings it feels to be with a boy.

"How does it feel when a boy kisses you on the lips?" She was very timid and would never dare to let a boy kiss her on the lips.

"How should I know?" I don't have a boyfriend myself.

"Ask your sister?" Cindy said carefully.

Of course I was also very curious. After asking my sister that day, Cindy was very excited and hid in the attic with me. She listened to me describe word for word how girls kissed and was extremely intoxicated.

"I really want to know what that impulse and pleasure feels like!" she said finally.

"Then find a boyfriend and put it into practice!" I picked up her long hair and stroked her pretty face.

The headlights illuminated the small playground as bright as day. The Serbian soldiers tied Kailing and Cindy's hands behind their backs and took them to a wooden platform with a paint rack.

"As long as you ask your accomplices to come out and surrender, we will release you!" said an officer proudly.

"We have no accomplices, just kill us!" Kailing and Cindy screamed and cursed.

"Haha, it's not so easy!" Two Serbian soldiers came up, one hugged Kailing and the other hugged Cindy, then reached out to pinch their breasts. They struggled desperately. Suddenly, a Serbian soldier who was holding Cindy screamed and fell backwards. It turned out that Cindy had stabbed him in the stomach with a hidden knife.

The Serbian soldiers stopped going up and pointed their two guns at Kailing and Cindy, who hugged each other.

"Sandy, don't look at me when I'm shot, okay?"

"Kailing, stop talking!" Cindy burst into tears.

"Ready...fire!"

"Bang! Bang!" gunshots went off.

"Ouch! Mom!" The scream came from Cindy.

Poor Cindy! Our darling girl! Alas, can she endure such pain and shame? Two streams of blood burst out from her bulging breasts, and then a red flower spurted out from the crotch of her Maggie girls' pants.

She twitched, covering her vagina with one hand and her breasts with the other, opened her mouth, swayed from side to side, bent her legs, and slowly and with difficulty fell down; Cindy lay on her side, her long blonde hair spread over her face, her legs still kicking.

Hey, Kailing, why don’t you look at Cindy? Once you see it, you will know where those perverted Serbian soldiers hit her! Why are you wearing denim shorts? Before I could finish my thought, the damn gunshot rang out again.

"Ouch! You deserve this! Hitting a girl here!" Kailing let out her last scream. My best friend, the beautiful Kailing, finally got shot! A red light tore open the bulging crotch of the girl's denim shorts, splashing a flower of blood that flowed down Kailing's slender thighs.

Kailing covered her vagina with her hands convulsing, and blood continued to flow out from between her fingers. She lay on her back, frowning, mouth open, staggering, taking a few steps back, and sticking to the wall.

"Bang!" Kailing's whole body shook and a stream of blood spurted out from her tall and plump left breast.

She stretched out a hand, covered her breast, twitched, bent backwards, her whole body went limp, and she fell down reluctantly! She kicked a few times, then her whole body stiffened and she stopped moving.

Kailing! Cindy! I wanted to shout loudly, but no sound came out. I could only hold back my tears and quietly walk up the stairs to the east building.

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I came up from the storage room in the women's restroom in the east building, and someone hugged me.

"Henna!" I was surprised and happy. We hugged each other and cried bitterly.

"Henna, why haven't you left yet?"

"The rectory is full of Serbian soldiers. There is no way to retreat! I have used up all my bullets and finally managed to retreat here. If you guys concentrate your firepower, we may be able to break out."

"They won't come, they are all dead!" I cried.

Hina listened to me tell her what happened next with tears in her eyes. She said, "Olivia, one of us has to get out. I'll lead the Serbian troops away from the rectory, and you can take the opportunity to break out!"

"No, I can't leave you!" I hugged my sister.

"Listen, I brought you here. I can't go back. How can I face Kailing, Cindy Winnie and Luo Zhi's parents? Good sister, don't forget to avenge me!" After saying that, Henna picked up her pistol, slapped the bullet I gave her on it, and rushed out.

She rushed down the corridor to the priest's room and fired shots inside. Then run as fast as you can down the corridor. I took the opportunity to rush out, and seeing that all the Serbian soldiers in the room were chasing Henna, I rushed into the priest's room.

Henna is the encyclopedia of my girlhood life. She is a good sister. I went to her to solve all my teenage problems and issues, but never asked my mother. Kailing's relationship with her sister is not as good as mine and Henna's. On the one hand, I am not as fond of prying into my sister's secrets as Kailing is. On the other hand, Haina shares everything with me, including her first kiss with her boyfriend. She is a very careful and caring girl.

Henna is most proud of her breasts. From the beginning of her development, I shared every feeling and change with her. When my breasts started to grow, I often compared myself with her, hoping to have enviable breasts like hers. Henna pays great attention to maintaining her breasts. She often applies breast cream to make them smoother and tenderer, and does breast exercises to make them firmer.

She pays attention to using different bras at every stage of breast development to ensure that the breasts are best protected. Under her influence, I also paid attention to wearing different bras, and like her, I started wearing girl's suspender bras at the age of 12, when most girls didn't wear bras yet.

Henna ran under the searchlight. She usually ran very fast, but today her steps were a little off. I remembered that she was having her period and I shouldn't have let her divert the Serbian troops.

Henna was finally chased to the end of the corridor. She pressed against the wall, her chest heaving violently. As she raised her pistol, there was a burst of gunfire. Several streams of blood spurted out from the tall and plump breasts that Henna was proud of.

"Ouch!" She let out a last cry, opened her hands, pressed against the wall, bit her lips, raised her head, and thrust her chest high, her body arched into a charming girlish curve. She stood there motionless, pressed tightly against the wall, trying not to fall down. After a while, her whole body stiffened, and the bright red blood dyed her chest red.

She twitched, her whole body went limp, she bent her long legs, and slowly fell down the wall... The Serbian troops surrounded her.

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I opened the door to the storage room. Now I was alone. I just had to go down the stairs, walk through the storage room, lock the door, and I would be free.

I had just gone down two steps when the light in the storage room came on and a Serbian officer was standing downstairs.

I was stunned and couldn't move. Our eyes met, and he was a young and handsome officer. He slowly reached out and pulled out his gun. The black muzzle of the gun did not scare me on the outside, but inside I felt panic, pain and regret. Finally, it was my turn!

The 16 years of girlhood, scenes flashed by quickly before my eyes, ah! I'm about to be beaten to death! I don’t want to die! I pressed myself against the wall, my hands clinging to the wallpaper.

There was no loud gunshot. I just felt my right nipple, which had been rubbing against my pink girl's vest, shaking and getting hot. Then there was a twisting, extremely uncomfortable pain, a little different from the feeling of a football hitting my breast. And a sexy hot current went straight to my vulva. I couldn't help but scream "Ouch!" My left hand involuntarily covered my right breast. I could feel the softness of my young breast. I had never held my breast so tightly!

A stream of hot and sticky liquid, which was my blood, flowed out from between my fingers. My mouth tasted salty and I vomited blood. My throat felt like something was stuck and I had difficulty breathing. I opened my mouth, struggling to draw air. I had no pain, just numbness in my right breast. Is this what it feels like to be shot in the breast?

The officer raised his gun again, this time pointing it at the bottom of the zipper of my denim shorts. That was my new lace panties, the most private and embarrassing part of a girl! Why did you hit me there? ! Announcing that my girlhood had finally come to an ignominious end.

"Oh! That's obscene! No! Don't hit there!" I cried out in despair, but no sound came out of my mouth. I raised my head and shook it, my long black hair swept across my face. I closed my eyes in shame and bit my lips, waiting for the most embarrassing moment.

The gun went off again, "Hit the girls and they'll make them pee!" I screamed in shame and anger, but only unclear sounds came out.

I just felt the crotch of my denim shorts being hit hard and burst, the place where I urinate felt hot, my whole lower body shook, and a hot stream spurted out with a "puff!", the urine suddenly became uncontrollable and all leaked out! My right hand immediately covered my vagina tightly. The hot and slightly painful feeling of embarrassment only lasted for a while, and suddenly, the feeling changed, turning into a hard-to-describable pleasure of sexual impulse that only young girls can experience.

At first it felt like the urge to pee, then like several small hands scratching me gently, and a numbing, shy, and limp feeling slowly rose up, making me want to hug something. Lustful thoughts arose, my temperament changed slightly, and I couldn't help but moan.

I finally experienced the feeling of being shot in the vagina like my friends did! No wonder Winnie didn't struggle at all, allowing the bullet to penetrate her vagina smoothly. No wonder her expression was so strange when she struggled after being shot! It turns out she already knew this feeling would come!

The wave of pleasure surged through my body, becoming more and more violent, and I felt extremely embarrassed.

"Ah! The most comfortable moment is almost here!" My legs were stretched straight and stiff, and my whole body suddenly tightened with extreme pleasure, and a huge wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. My whole body was shaking and twitching, and with every twitch, a wave of pleasure molecules rushed throughout my body. The sweet hot flash made my face flush and even tears flowed.

When the last wave of pleasure rushed out, my eyes went dark, my legs bent limply, I fell down, and rolled down the stairs. I was kicking hard in my dying attempt, once, twice, three times... Suddenly, my throat tightened and my whole body stiffened. I let out my last breath with a "Gu... Ah!..." and I knew nothing more.

My eyes were closed, but I could see myself lying on my side on the ground. The officer turned me over, facing the sky, and a shy smile still lingered at the corner of my mouth. Only that person and I know how he ended my dreamy girlhood. He began to remove my girl tank top, girl denim shorts, leggings, and my new lace girl briefs.

I still love my body, but it is dead and no longer mine. The officer stared at my naked body for a long time. I didn't feel shy, nor would I ever need to!

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