I HAVE FOUND A DIARY OF MY Superb GRANDMA. SHE WAS A NURSE AT THE WORLD WAR II. HARD TIME FOR LIVING, Fresh INJURED SOLDIERS EVERY DAY, ANYWAY, MY Good GRANDMA WAS A PRETTY Chick WITH A DOSE OF SADISM. PROBLEMS WITH THE POOR INJURED SOLDIERS AND THEIR SCREAMS Dispelled MY GM. THIS IS THE STORY OF ONE WARRIOR IN THE HOSPITAL, WHO WAS IN LOVE WITH MY GM. HE WAS INJURED BADLY AND THOSE WERE HIS LAST DAYS. Soldiers screams were increasingly intolerable. Compassion and wild nature of my GM, her decision to use the guy for her pleasure and to put him out of his misery. They were alone that day in the room. Who will know what happened. And my GM sat on his face, enjoyed for a while and smothered the guy. Poor soldier struggled till the end.
