Gemma does as she is told, holding her wrists out in front of her angry red tits. Dave straps on a leather cuff to each wrist, then attaches a short b...r between them that has a loop in the middle. He attaches the bar to a rope hanging from the ceiling. Pointing to one of his friends he tells him to pull the other end of the rope. Slowly Gemma's arms raise over her head and her body is lifted until only her toes are touching the floor. “That is good. Tie it off to that cleat.” Dave says. Gemma. ” she tells him.“I’m...” he pauses to gaze at the artwork that is her lipstick, “I’m... Uhm, Marc.”“So, Uhm Marc, I haven’t seen you around her before, did you just move?”“Yea, I uh...” he pauses again, for the sake of her lips, “I just moved from Portland.”“Why?”“Well, I just go the feeling nobody wanted me there any more.”“I know how that is, I live by myself and have since I was fifteen.”“That sucks.”“I don’t know, sometimes it does, and sometimes its great.”“Yea, I guess. Oh, do you have. This twink was so cute and just like a shade of north east guy. The Other guy with him was ok with normal height and weight. I was at the last birth double one and I was cursing the booking site for letting me book in the last birth and it was a double birth, the guy in his early 40’s occupied the birth next to me and the twink was at the upper birth, the bus was on move and the conversation started he asked me neenga chennai ah I said yes going to cochin and he said he was going to some. Rabbits ... chew on it. Of course ... success in gnawing usually results in death. These hoses were ‘armored’, braided stainless covers. Thumper didn’t die a painful death.The fuel tank was bone dry ... and not rusty ... dusty maybe. Could the last user have run it out of gas and just left it? The float bowl on the carburetor should tell the tale. Nope ... clean.While I was looking I noticed a master brake cylinder ... and it was empty. Uhhh ... not good. The cap specified DOT 4 ... even.