The trial of Ethel and Julius Rosenberg was still in the news. The high school that your mother and I attended was having a semi-parallel mock trial t... it; I was 15 and a defense witness, and your mother was 16 and one of the prosecuting attorneys.”Mom had come out and wriggled down into Dad’s lap.“She called me to the stand, and after I was sworn in, she started to question me. She was so pretty, in her mother’s suit, wearing the glasses that she used to wear all of the time back then.”“I was. You feel him raise up off you and then very slowly pull out of you, you moan with disappointment. He stands and releases your binds. He tells you, ‘Stand up.’ You obey, your legs are very shaky from the recent uses and your arms are stiff. You lower your head but keep eye contact as directed. He is standing there naked, his shining cock at full glory, he looks so delicious. He goes over to an overstuffed chair by the fireplace and sits down. He calls you over and you follow him. ‘Kneel,’ he. Before I could say Yes, he had already dragged me outside the bar. (he later told me that he was with his friend and he must have paid the bill).He called for a taxi and asked the driver to go to Powai. It was almost 35 kms from the bar and we had ample time to have some fun. The taxi was an ambassador, so due to the divider in between the car, the driver was unable to see what was happening below our waists. But this is Mumbai, anything can happen. I was sure that I am going to fuck this guy. When was the last time you were Rachel? AuntCindy's wedding right?" She grins, remembering that little fiasco I'drather forget. I get up to go somewhere else, but four very loud pops areheard and I fall back to the couch. My legs and arms go limp and oddlykind of numb."Oh goody, the fun part!" Jennifer grins as I sit there.I wince as my bones shake and twitch, shrinking rapidly. My spine archesin weird ways, resetting in different positions. My eyes water as eachvertebrate snaps for a moment..