For that, she said that still, she don’t accept me. And to control my nerve. I stepped back and in canteen I told her that she is right that I can�...t marry her and if anyone came to know about us then it will be a black mark for her career. And also mentioned her that I love her more that she does and told her to love me till her marriage. I also told her that I will maintain secret and it will be completely outside the office.For that, she sat silently thinking for a while and said she want. She replies spontaneously, “A tube, a phallic tube.”“Yes, that’s a pleasing thought,” he says, and asks, “shall we play a game?”“Any game at all, I will play for you,” the girl replies.“I think a little word association might be both stimulating and challenging, I will give you a word and you have to tell me the correct association,” he tells her.“Yes, I agree, and will try not to let my mind wander,” the captive replies.“You must give me the correct answer to receive one item of my clothing,”. It was Monday morning about 9.30 a.m., and I was sat in my cardown Queens Street London waiting for the post man to finish hisdeliveries. I was dressed in a Royal mail uniform and cap that I hadbought off F.bay the auction site for ?50.00 a good bargain, you can buyanything off F.bay. The local postman had a goatee beard I looked nothinglike him but after I put sunglasses on and a false beard on I could passas him at a quick glance just in case a Royal Mail van drove down thestreet after all it. You try increasing your pace to hurry away from them but only succeed inadding a stumble to your step that causes your bubble butt, short fussydress and jeweled butt plug to bounce even more, which further ring thetiny bells sewn strategically around your hemline, drawing even moreattention to the ridiculous sight you present.A bobby pin falls loose and a pink curl falls into your eyes. Despite thesmall crowd of tourists that stand around to snap your picture you stop,grabbing another pin from.