Phir genrator chal para or light on ho us se pehle he hum ek dusre se alag ho gaye ke koi bahar se dekh na lai hum to aksar main hi kise na kise room ...ain ase he milte ase he 3 month go gaya the ;phir ek din uski ek friend ko call ayi on dono ne kise or hospital ve apply kiya huya ta or waha cellury ve jayada thi to usne mujh se kaha main kaise karu to maine use kaha ke tum waha chale jayo koi baat nahi to wo kush din ke baad dono waha chali gayi jo uski friend thi use hamare bare me sab pata. Aaj bahar mosam bht suhana ho raha tha..halki halki barish thndi hwa...mn ko or badan mai or sarsrahaat paida kar rahi thi..tabhi raj ka khyal man mai aata hai..mujhe uska flat ka pta hota hai ..tabhi mai bahana krke uske pass jaati hu.Drwaja kholte he vo bhi mujhe dekhkar ek naughy smile deta hai.shyd usko b pta tha mai uske lund k liye kitni mar rahi thi..tabhi mai bolti hu raj vo light ni hai na or mosm b dra raha hai aaj.andher mai dr lgta hai isly socha yaha aajuTumhe disturb to ni kiya. "Anyway, Sappho managed to communicate well enough with her slaves to have them roll out some silver leaves to etch her knowledge on. She wrote it in her own language, ancient Greek -Ionian, actually- then she transferred the power into the rod and hid it along with the book she had written."Then she died. Alone and helpless, thousands of miles from her home."After my husband died, the power called to me. Not in words, but I became obsessed with finding the secret power that I had found rumor. A vague flicker of recognition washed over me, had I told him about a fantasy I'd had like this?Babe.Arrrrggh I wished you'd have left one of my hands free so I could play with myself.Fuck it I thought, my mind is as good as any touch, I focused on him coming to save me again, that moment, that beautiful moment of realisation and joy. That moment he'd touch me for the first time, slowly moving up my arms one at a time to gently pry them free from the cuffs. Maybe he'd do the same, taking his.