Then it would be over.As she lay there, belly down on the wrinkled sheets, her eyes followed the unusual pattern on the floor. She could see the small...metal studs in the flooring, and knew that these somehow conducted the current which made her a prisoner on the bed, denying her even the freedom to move about this small room.She knew it was a deliberate psychological pressure. By confining her to the small world of the bed except when she ate or bathed or answered the call of nature, she was. Fir roshan ne pucha ki kya main yeh video rakh sakta hu, main bola ki sale meri video dekh kar masturbate karega tu?Roshan: are nehi yar, tune toh bade maje se choda use, ab mere liye kum se kum yeh video toh chod de.Me: thik hai thik hai rakh le, lekin ek copy mere phone me bhi dal de.Roshan: are tut ooh kabhi bhi chod sakta hai use toh fir video kyu chahiye?Me: are yeh bhi sach hai, ab toh who mere se kabhi bhi chudwa legi.Roshan: aur tu jaise chahe use chod sakta hai na, jo chahe karwa sakta. Bob, I hope you two have a good weekend." Are you leaving us?" Jane blurted out with disappointment.Bob turned to look at his wife. She nudged him with her elbow."Rick, why don't you join us?"I hesitated. Bob's eyes were on me. I reluctantly sat down opposite the couple, with small talk on various topics, including weather, sports, food, and movies. Jane adjusted her hair and herself to get my attention."It's so nice to meet in you person. Bob does not say much about his work, but he has. Which, after making sure that there was no catch - like cutting my head off or melting me in hot metal - was pretty cool, and would definitely prove a life-saver; at least for me.It was the middle of the night, and I was an avid believer in that the faster things got done, the faster everything would return back to normal. Of course, in the Normal Bureau, normal had many meanings none of which had any similarity to the definition of the word. Nevertheless, I found it strange that I could've.