“Quite. Quite something,” you offer in agreement. You get lost in her, watching her body writhe about the stage as she belts out song after song. ...She knows you or thinks she does – she’s maintained eye contact for at least five minutes. And there’s that coy smile playing on her lips, underneath the lyrics, a smile that says “I know exactly what you need, Evan.” She even winks at you. Your heart hammers in your head, your cheeks flush, your mouth is dry. All you can think of is how you want. Never had anyone done that to her. She was in heaven. Then when he tied them to her wrists, she wondered what he was up to. The devilish look on his face told her that he was up to something, but what? She couldn't wait to find out. She wondered why the thought of him tying her up was exciting her so much. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this excited, not even the first time they made love could compare with now. This time she was really dying.As he kissed and fondled her, he was also. “Perverted gay faggots! Shameless, useless, pieces of shit!” she began her tirade. Anjan was foolish enough to look up and got Janani’s foot plush in his face. “Did I tell you to stop, you stupid cuntslave!!” she yelled quite loudly, as Anjan fell back to kissing her feet.“You guys realize that you are now my slaves right?” Janani said, halfway through her tirade against our “disgusting behaviour”. By now, Anjan and I had begun licking and had licked her feet clean and moved upto her shin.. "So i heard and saw at the hula contest," laughed his mother. "Now armsup, because you?ll always be a winner in my book sweetie, and after howadorable you looked in that skirt, I?m really dying to see how this lookson you." Did you really have to say it that way, mom?" gulped Hunter, raising hisarms."Oh stop you know I?ve been waiting all week to see how this would be onyou, and trust me I went easy on you knowing you?d be tense," said hismother, dropping the garment over his head. "I could.