This time he slips in Russian where he can, his accent is poor and his grasp of the language sounds self taught. xxx His green eyes staring into your brown eyes. Without a word the man slaps you again knocking you back on the floor. “I am on peel” You feel smug, hoping that’s what he would be satisfied with. A shiver slides down your spine as you fear the worst is yet to come. Looking straight ahead, feigning courage and stupidity at the same time, the man sees right through it. expecting to be lifted back up as the man approaches you, his last step is followed with a swift boot to the stomach. “One last chance before it gets harder. He steps back as you lunge forward, getting a slight taste on your tongue before falling flat on your face.
