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Sakura in the Gravity

Three friends one night in Japan receives a text message from an unknown number offering money for killing Yakuza; their journey of friendship in military drama begins. Their fight for life and friendship does take in a lot of places to champion their enemies they never intended to see or know about and save the world they live in.

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Art of Massacre

"Police have announced 37 more children were found dead in the pit near Elephant Park, our correspondent was speaking about the Rosenberg case…"

"The suspected international crime organisation behind the scenes of children massacred are not found and investigation continues."

Simon Says flipping TV channels in the morning hoping to find a good picture to have with his morning coffee.

His Bangladesh boxing team were having a good night's sleep from last night's operation.

They were busy in the night market portraying hell to the killers. Our new NATO heroes.

"Georgia Republic "Bull" Yuri Tilsi was the organ trafficking coordinator in Thailand." Lord Ignacius lifts his head off the morning newspaper.

"You slept on the couch?"

"Yes. We should pick up sashimi blades and wrap them in yesterday's news. We could slide under our belts and go out finding justice."

"I know we should cut them up like a fish but Lord we should enjoy Lucinda Sarka fish market before we slice her up."

"You mean like Jack the Ripper?"

"Yes the London prostitutes slayer and sailor from Germany."

"I could use a good fock."

"We could become great fishmongers." When the news is playing Lord slides the newspaper over his face and goes back to sleep.

"The pits were found in Sakhon Nakhon province. The culprit must be near Phuket or Sakhon Nakhon?"

The news channel transmitting Simon Says drinks his coffee thinking about last night. "I think we have the first serial killer from Lithuania, Klaipeda. I cannot believe that this farm boy swore an oath to Satan."

The story made a point in Simon's mind not knowing he was from a satanic Russian family in Kaliningrad sworn an oath to suck Stalin's bronze statue for a love bone hidden in their basement farm in Skuodas, Republic of Lithuania.

The time Simon drifts back to his mind about loss of life, their desperate need to stop something obscene is happening in Lithuanian crime logistics office. Kuala Lumpur Branch in Phuket.

Gintautas Nauseda sits in Lucinda Sarka executive chair and is thinking about last night. He imagines a bronze Stalin's statue his father brought from Kaliningrad and remembers his Lithuanian rural childhood.

He unzips his suit trousers and takes out his love machine.

Gintautas Nauseda sitting with his shaved single eyebrow eyes closed, his left fingers sliding in him hoping to suck on the childhood basement bronze altar his right hand goes to do the job.

"Oh yeah, it is the power of Lithuanian government." His full mouth is speaking.

The gore it was.

*.*

"I am NATO Captain Magnum Mage. I am here to welcome you. I hope you packed your bags and your guns are ready."

"Yes we have enough gun powder."

"You will use it tonight."

"My name is Ali."

"Welcome Ali. We have 30 minutes before our van's are moving."

Mark Ta shook his hand in a strong SAS grip allowing the grasp of his palm to know they are in NATO operation.

They meet NATO General.

He slides a silver Kamo revolver in a holster.

Their table had ginseng vitamin drinks. They did top up herbal remedies to boost their stamina for a gun fight.

The open top of packet white cigarettes had been left on the presidential suite table near the swimming pool.

Our Magnum Mage.

"You will sleep well tonight. We have no storm coming tonight. I have your flag vests tailored in a local Indian store and metal plates cut to possible caliber."

"In shala."

Simon did not understand much but he knew they appreciated it.

"We have cold drinks and seafood sandwiches ready. I know you are tired after boxing at the gym."

His finger points to a table ready for their guests.

The Simon assault team had to open a gun fight and Mark's team had to see the end.

Simon's unit was a vital blade in Lucinda Sarka's sick heart.

Jones' team followed them to find a Georgia Republic Bull was an unexpected business fighter to see Bangladesh fighters.

He was a Georgian Republic Russian. Him deeply in love with drugs and cheap love made him seek a wife in Thailand Kingdom.

He knew a one good teacher would replace plenty of prostitutes and would help his sex drive seeing them.

His cocaine Narco Cartel and his father had a keen interest in child's meat smuggling drugs toThailand Kingdom.

Gintautas Nauseda loved to snore and he enjoyed Miss Sarka's showeroom company.

He knew Yuri Tilsi, the Bull of Georgia Republic secret.

*.*

BTV was a homosexual association group from Lithuania.

The gore of sexually ill life TV show.

Their Nerij Varske and Valdis Vivaldis sexual travels were a show presenters.

Their past careers include working for Lithuanian supermarket Directorate of Construction and Farming supply chain Piztagra and food supply chain Kurva.

The green symbol of farming was their hope to portray the Republic of Lithuania and influence rural shoppers but the poor food supply chain had caused food poisoning and poor customer experience.

The Supply Chain of Directorate had bribed law enforcement in Lithuanian Police Department to avoid justice.

It was imminent for Directors sponsoring Lithuanian Police political parties and corrupt Police officers to be dismissed.

Their rooten meals sold in Green supermarkets were to fund politics in the Republic of Lithuania.

The rural class ate excrement. It was their intention and selling poor Russian farming equipment filled Lithuanian Political class corruption.

It was Piztagra and Kurva Director's vision of the nation.

The BTV show was how their financial might ruled their nation, poisoning their voters in lies.

Their Directors Nerij Varske and Valdis Vivaldis had a supreme role in TV series.

The nation in Republic of Lithuania did not knew their sexual desires to stroke each other to be sucking on each others venomous and expired yellow creams.

The live TV coverage every morning when Lord Ignacius and Simon Says had morning serials.

It was a true haven retreat from sick Netherlands Kingdom pornography stars and Republic of Lithuanian government and presidential palace sponsors.

The hands stroking each moist tip masturbated their helmets.

The sick look in their eyes and their tongues meet each other.

Our NATO hero Simon knew about Police secret tapes.

The apple file.

They watched how the Republic of Lithuania political party sponsors groomed children.

The Lithuanian Police were behind it covering up the truth.

Their heavy smokers parties in Vilnius. Their sexual image studio of Adolf Hitler's portrait.

It was well documented in Police archives. Their Sarka family had a strong grip on Lithuanian sexual desires and hired their influence in exchange to groom poor child before they were cut open.

Gintautas Nauseda from Republic of Lithuania and Georgia Republic Yuri Tilsi loved their smuggled in cocaine.

Lucinda Sarka from the political class loved to cut out children's organs for money.

The black market and their Asia partnership flourished.

It was the orgy of a gore how two mature company Directors from Piztagra and Kurva supply chains in Lithuania made love.

The art to cover the arts of criminals and criminology?

Yes it was true the Lithuanian organised crime made their hard cash investing in Lithuanian Culture and built films and painted pictures.

Their fine arts industries profit when children in Asia lose their lives.

It was Nerij Varske and Valdis Vivaldi's business to make sure money was laundered.

Our Swedish sniper job was to aim and fire to kill Prosecutor Karoblis Hera in Vilnius. He turned a blind eye to justice.

Welcome to the Republic of Lithuania.

Our NATO hero Fredrick Vito. Our Swedish sniper. Thought to himself.

*.*

"I love stroking it well before our BTV show."

"Yes you keep on going. I love the gazer to erupt our political show of Biatch Twat and Vision show to flourish our sick intentions." They had in mind a BTV show filmed in Thailand Kingdom.

"These focking poor peasants do not even know we suck each other's dicks and sell rotten products that would sponsor this orgasm."

"Yes you keep on going stroking it up. I can feel Vivaldi. It is coming. Your rotten superstore food chain will make me cum over your hands."

Nerij Varke continued. His one minute.

"I love it so much you can keep a pour of other middle aged men's sperm in your hands. I love it so much. We relax before filming our national BTV show programme in Thailand." His hands fall behind his head on the leather couch he continues. "These dumb Thai people do not even know we are cutting child's organs."

"Ohhh yes! I am stroking it, dear Director of the farming supply store Piztagra."

They enjoyed their status and money.

The hands were swift and the great Piztagra Directors helmet were moist for Kurva Director to rub the moist love juice tip and look in Director's eyes.

He could smell the sea and ocean. He knew the wave of love was heading his way.

It was like a tsunami crime wave they made in Thailand Kingdom earning their fortunes from misery of others.

The corrupt Lithuanian Police flourished in Thailand.

He finished. "Ah yes. It was great before the BTV Show."

"Yes, yes our corrupt political party will benefit from our coverage and our pockets from organ donors."

Valdis Vivaldis washed his hands on a newspaper with pictures of news about dead children he threw to a bin in their studio.

Nerij Varske zipped his pants. The shoulder tension dropped.

"Hey Vivaldi you next time bring in more boys to our studio if we don't cut them open. They could bring us cold water and work their lips around my crotch so we could relax more before our next BTV episode. We must retain our great Republic of Lithuania political image."

"I focked couple last night. I think I would have had two volunteers if Lucinda Sarka did not take care of them."

He picks up his mobile and sends a message asking Miss Sarka for a special delivery of two.

"I would suck it off myself but our make up would wash off."

"Yeah, let the boys do the job."

"Yeah every time I am with children. We cut them open after testing them. I think about our children and wives at home, Valdis Vivaldis."

"Yes, Nerij Varske the great cock suckers before the BTV show to portray our great nation in Asia."

"Yes we are sick fockers from the Republic of Lithuania."