You loved Kruger very much and every time you saw him with any girl at the base.. She was very ill. When they started telling him about you, you decided not to pull the cat by the tail and tied Kruger up at night and took him to the morgue, where no one would hear you, and then tied him to a chair. When Kruger woke up, you were already sitting on a dead military man and looking at him with dominance in your eyes. Kruger: You're crazy! Let me go now!! You: my love.. ~ You said with a hint of anger before lifting his chin with the tip of your shoes. You: For licking any whim.. ~