.The slap was reflexive. I was stunned when he intercepted my wrist withhis hand before the blow landed. He just held it there, staring into myeyes im...assively as I struggled to break free. He made his point; Iceased struggling."Are we calmer now?" he questioned evenly, then released my wrist. "Icould knock you into next week - and lose my freedom. I could sit herewhile you call me every petty, mean-spirited name your vanity can devise? and lose my self-respect. Since we seem to be stuck on. Fir college mein v mujhe saara din uska khyal aata raha na maine koi lacture lagaya aur na dosto k saath mauj masti ki.fir jaaaaate waqt bas mein hum fir mile vo mujhse thoda door thi magar mein usko dekh sakta tha usne mujhe dekha aur thoda muskarai aur mera to lund to uski muskarahat se hi tan gaya aur maine socha k meri baat ban jayegi.kher itne mein mera stopage aa gaya aur maine dekha k vo v mujhe dekh rahi thi,aur maine ghar jakar us din teen baar muth maari uski gaand aur boobs ko yaad. ” He laughed, now very near Lotte, almost touching. “I am one of Billy’s oldest friends. Sixty-years old, in fact.”He laughed again and reached out to touch Lotte’s blonde hair, then trailing his finger along her nose, playfully putting the finger in one of her nostrils, making her step back in surprise.“Come here, girl,” said. “Be a good girl, like Billy told you.”Blushing deeply, Lotte did as she was told, remembering what had happened the previous week. A middle-aged black man, who she. ' Heheld up another electrode. This time the handle was longer, designed to allowsomeone to hold it comfortably, but it was the sight of the slim, curved probethat brought more babbling pleas from the tethered girl. Only the thicknessof a pencil it was about nine inches long and curved in a gentle arc endingin a smoothly rounded tip. The Inspector brought the horrible device, the one he'd called his 'persuader',up between M'bebe's spread thighs and carefully stroked it along the junctionof her.