When was that?" It was a good six moons later when we crossed paths again. I was in a roadside inn on my way to Loudin from Creton playing the part of...a rich merchant. He had, apparently, joined a group of highwaymen who were terrorizing merchant trains and travelers along that route. I was under contract by a very angry Merchants' Guild to deal with them with extreme prejudice. To make an example of them for others. Do you understand what that means?" Yes, I understand the term. What was he. While leaving back, I don’t know what struck my mind but suddenly I told her “Dipali you are so sexy. I wish I could kiss you” She said “what” in a lower voice and there was an awkward silence for about 10 minutes and I was kicking myself for telling that. I was scared too if she complains about this to my family.Then I started asking sorry. “Sorry Dipali, I shouldn’t have told that.” She said it’s okay and she told: “It’s okay you can kiss me if you find me so hot.” I was like “WHAT” and I got. It was chock-a-block with typos—Carrie, who was the primary programmer on this job, was a notoriously sloppy keypuncher—but there seemed to be no major glitches. I kept going for a solid three hours and got it cleaned up.Susan had been mostly quiet all morning. We'd done this a few times before, since she'd been just about living with me, and she'd always found herself something else to do, usually reading, while I'd worked. I had no idea what she was doing with herself now, given that reading. My nostrils caught another smell. Oil, coconut……The men returned with a contraption known as a punishing bench. They put my playfully resisting self on it in a doggy position, my belly placed over the waist bar to bend me in two. My forearms and knees were positioned onto leather padding and my wrists and ankles locked into steel cuffs. To ensure that I did not move they fastened my elbows and knees to the bench. Once they were finished, they lubricated me again with coconut oil and began what.