They would steal the words you have practiced a hundred times. They had the power to ensnare you to worship at her cute pedicured feet. An hourglass w...uld inquire how she keeps her shape, while maintaining an image that angels were jealous of. She was the girl next door, the one you wanted to introduce to mom. The popular cheerleader all the guys wanted and the girls wanted to be.We were inseparable, finished each other’s sentences, all those cliches fit like a glove. We were made for each. " I hadn't a clue what he was talking about until he turned the monitor round so that I could see what he was looking at.It was a video of me on our 'fucking machine'. For any readers that haven't read part 6 of my journal, the 'fucking machine' is a machine that Jon got someone to build in the back bedroom, or 'punishment' room at home. My hands are tied above my head and the machine raises then lowers me onto a dildo over and over again.About 8 months ago Jon bought a video camera and taped. We cannot convey or discuss without using these words.” I smiled, “Ok da, are you ready?”Kishore show thumbs up and he started acting by staring my pic on the pillow passionately. He slowly crawled inside the blanket towards my bra/boobs area. I could see then he is doing something there within blanket with the outline and movement there.I noticed that after a couple of minutes he further went down within the blanket to my panty area and doing something there. He switched between boobs and. "And I am sure that they would tell me anything you wished, and they would believe it to their very core, but come now Josh, I didn't come here to banter about words, I came to make you an offer, one that could make you a very rich man indeed and make all your employees very rich indeed," he answered."Alright, I listening," I said."You've built yourself quite a business here," he began, "And I can tell you that your new found abilities had nothing to do with it. You had a great business model,.