. Maine uski gaand ko thora sa khola takey ched bhi thora sa khul jaye tu ek dum uske ched se hawa nikli aur phad phad ki awaz ayi shayad phr motions ...ne wale the woh hansne lagi aur main bhi hansne lga lakin woh kehne lagi k dhek lu tum meriGaand tu marne lge hu lakin khayal rakhna k muje motions bhi lge howe hain.. Maine kha don’t worry phr maine gaand k ched pe apne lun ka topa rakha aur andar ki taraf zorr lagaya aur huma chekne chilane lagi ooui ooh oooh ooppss.. Thora sa zorr lagane pe. “We’re okay!” He shouted.“What happened?” Adam yelled from the other side of the now-locked door.John’s stare bored two holes in his friend.“I, ah, slipped an’ fell in!” Dulgan finally admitted.“But you’re both all right now?” Adam pressed.“We are!” John assured him. “But I touched something, and now we’re locked in.”“No reset button?” Adam wondered.John Looked around again. Sure enough, on the thick front of the entry ledge protruded a small square with a skull icon. He almost went to push it. “Bonjour Madame Jean. Je m'appelle Phillipe.”“Bonjour Phillipe,” I said.“You are Americaine?” He tried in highly accented English.“Yes, I am,” I conceded, embarrassed that he could tell so easily. He handed me a towel and motioned me to the nearest table. “For privacy,” he stated.Now I was really embarrassed and a little bit angry. Did he offer me the towel to cover up during the massage because I am an American? Harkening to my desire to act French while in Paris I thought to myself, 'I am. It’s incredibly sturdy, and the bars are perfect for strapping and hanging things. I hear more and more muffled screams, not loud, but she could wake the baby if I'm not careful. So I finish setting up, grab some scissors, and rush over to Ella's room. "Shhh shhhh" I try to calm her as I enter. "Its ok baby, come here, lets go with mommy." I cut the zip tie connected to the bed, but leave the other tie and the gag on her mouth. She looks confused, tears in her poor little hazel eyes, the gag.