Her ass was so peachy and round, my was it nice.She generally wore a kurta with a chuniya. The kurta being low cut at the front showing enough cleavag... through the opaque chuniya to give you a hard-on.She so happened to have a friend, Anu, living in apartment, one floor below and regularly visited her. I also knew Anu well. So one day I made sure to visit Anu at the same time as Payal would be there. They had already been talking for about five minutes before I heard from my place down the. I could be suspended to the B.C.C. ROOM, if I try to talk to you. Toni was still screaming at me. She didn't notice that Mr. West had also walked up to the table. "You can come with me now. As it was explained to you in my office, not long ago. In great detail, what would happen if you violated the restraining order." Mr. West said. With that said Mr. West, and teacher monitoring the lunchroom took the struggling Toni back to his office. We would later learn that Mr. West called the Grand. I then took her to the airport, and here we were.A detective and three angry-looking cops came into the interrogation room. They said I was “restrained for my safety” as they zip-cuffed me to the chair.I did use my implant to notify Paula not to get involved. I had it all going according to plan.“You are one sick fuck, Mr. Jones,” the detective said, falsely assuming I couldn’t get loose. “Letting her family gang-rape a little girl is unfathomable. Kidnapping and trying to fly off with her to. Friend, co-worker, this situation hits awful close to home generating those nagging questions.I came home from work, exhausted and tired, and I did something, not outrageous, but something I never did and that was to have a glass of wine after work. I peeked in the refrigerator looking for something cold and sitting on the top shelf, immediately to the left, as it always was, a "box" of wine. Yes, a “box" of wine, modern times, modern packaging. My wife always has a "box" of wine from which she.