.. not much else I can imagine we have in common.1998 - my eighteenthWe're at a Chinese restaurant for my birthday. The group of friends I've made plu... one of my oldest all together. Always hanging out at cinemas, parks. All relaxed and restrained. The redhead at my side, but somehow I have not reciprocated. The Goth is there too, he's there as well like a limpet. She's in a green-mesh top through which I can see her bra and some cleavage. She's sat across the round table, right opposite. I. .. they are so sad” I urged her as we danced closely together. I loved the feel of her big bra-free breasts pressing onto my chest.“Yes ... you’re right” she agreed.Adding “They’re just jealous that I have this amazing handsome man on my arm”.And that was what set the stage for our encounter with the former bullies in the foyer of the hotel.Arm in arm we wandered from towards the lifts.I spotted a couple of those sad women off to the side of the foyer, chatting animatedly with a few extra. I squirmed off the bed onto the floor and retrieved the key. After dropping it a few times, I got the key into the handcuff lock and turned it. Nothing happened and so I pulled the key out and reversed it. Nothing again. I was starting to panic. I was totally naked and bound in my brother-in-law's bedroom. I knew I still had more than an hour before he came home and I tried the key over and over until I finally figured out what Ted had done to me. The key didn't work in these handcuffs.. So a few days passed and here it was the Sunday. We were so excited about it as it was going to be our day together after a long time, we knew we both wanted each other badly.I wasn’t able to sleep the night before Sunday I kept thinking about what and how it will happen.So I was up early, I texted her greeting her “Good Morning, Jaan” and asking her to get ready fast. And i knew from her reply that she was as eager as me.In an hour I was in front of her hostel building waiting for her on my.