There weren't any engines or moving parts, and nobody talked much, so it was always a little weird being on one of those things, watching the world go...slowly by.I had my right arm around a chrome stanchion, a smallish one that didn't serve much purpose since the trolley didn't rock at all, or even lurch to a start or stop. They were moving continuously and you just hopped on or off wherever you wanted. But I had that metal in the crook of my elbow, kinda pulling on it, leaning on my hips as. He says “I am going to release your arms but any resistance and I will lift you higher with the noose.” As he releases my hands and arms I feel a relief that I am able to stretch my arms forward and flex the shoulder muscles for the first time that I can remember, it feels good. I eventually use my fingers to relieve the pressure from the noose on my throat slipping them under the thick coarse rope, I run them around my distended lips to feel the ball gag still stuffed in my mouth, what is. He licked me and then licked me some more. Licking never felt so good and when he got to my bra he licked around and my skin felt so sensitive that I thought it would burn from the heat. He got to my panties and I usually don’t feel comfortable with hubby in between my legs but this young French man was different. I let him do as he wished and he sucked through my panties and got me soaked. He felt my skin with his hands and it felt like magic. I felt so alive with energy. I felt like exploding. I thought for a while, and said YES. (Anyways it is Sunday, no work, no shopping, no park as kids are not there and no watching TV, because same old movies will be repeated again and again.) By then the washing machine given alarm that the cloth is washed, she went and picked up the cloth and slightly ironed it and given to me.I worn it and sat for a while. She also wore her tops. She picked up another cigarette and lighted herself and after couple of puff, she given it to me. I told her, I am.