I went on to describe the sickness, the headache, the muscle pains, andanything else I could think of.The doctor hummed and ahh'd a bit then opened hi... medical bag. "Right,let's take a look at you then." He pulled out a stethoscope.He listened to my heart, proceeded to take my blood pressure, check mytemperature, and all the usual doctor things. He stood there with afrown for a bit, as if in thought, then rummaged around in his bag for abit, coming out with a small white box. He opened up the. " Georgette asked."This is a medicine bag from a Chief of the Shoshone. It will be recognized throughout the mountains and probably even the plains as well." he said in response to her question. "The Indians consider themselves brothers, even though there are many differences between tribes. Their language may be different but their sign language has a common root so they all can communicate with each other. The other tribes we may run into will have heard of us by tomorrow, so we should be. As my thumbs attempt to hook under the fabric, you grab my wrists and pin them above my head.“Leave it on,” you demand between kisses.“But- ““Leave it on. You’ll feel more if you can’t see what’s happening.”I struggle beneath you, striving to free my hands from your firm grip, but it’s no use; you’re too strong for me. Still, I keep trying, writhing and wriggling in an attempt to off-balance you.My efforts are in vain; the only thing that I am achieving is to further excite you.You continue to. Aacha..Tu muje mat bata tere saath kya karu harami…Kutta hai kutta ban ke reh aur apni malkin ki baat sun… Then i wore my high heel sandals and asked him to spread his legs…I held the rope tight so that woh apni gand upar rakhe..Then started to kick him between his legs piche se…Mere foot direct uski balls ko strike kar rahe the and mere heels ki aage ka tip was hitting his lund jo hard hoke latak raha tha…Aaaahh ahhhhhhhh i am soo sorry malkin ,,,,aage se nahi hota…Aaaaaaaaaau auuuu…Hhaan haan.