If I wasn’t studying, I would be consuming various sources of pop culture from different mediums. I would watch movies, shows, play video games, you...know, that sort of stuff. I sometimes wished I could be there instead of here in the real world.Now, knowing that I may not be alone in this matter, I decided to create a device that would allow people to enter these, sort of, pocket dimensions that would allow them to enter their favorite programs and interact with their favorite characters. To be. A couple of weeks ago, the call she dreaded had come. When she picked up the phone, Mr. Thomas' voice said, "Hello, Kelly, how are you?" Kelly shivered at the sound, she flashed back the sound of that soothing voice telling her to kneel in front of him. She hung up. The phone rang again immediately. "Kelly, remember the tape? You can't afford to have that show up in your husband's mail can you?" Kelly had known all along that she was trapped. It had been 3 months since the wedding and she had. The bustier was so tight that it was possible that she wasn't really all that well endowed, it was just that the pressure of her top was pushing everything she had up and out. Still, it was very nice to see, and the outfit suited her figure to perfection."Hi, my name's Jasmine," she said in a voice that didn't quite seem to fit the outfit: a little too high, like maybe the bustier was even tighter than it looked. "Nice ta meetcha."Not wanting to seem rude, he replied, "I'm Robby, Doug's. Jisdin unki class rehte the usdin sab college ate the wo naye nabeli teacher thi, isiliye teaching capasity thori weak thi, aur isiliye shayed unki pass private coching ke liye khub kam students ate the. Kuch mahine bad mai aur mere kuch dost unki pass padai karne jane laga par kuch din bad mere dost log unki pass padna chor diya par mai Padta raha, pehle to ma’am ne me akela hoon bolkar padane ko mana kar diya tha par mai mai bahut request karke chaloo rakkha aise hi me unki pass padta raha.