That darling girl insisted we shop for toys. I believe she just used the "Smiling Butterfly" on Cole."Claire told the people in the room. "It's an ora... implant, I guess would describe it."No more noise was heard from the two teens' room. By ten in the evening, Rachel returned to their room and lay down on the bed close to Mark. Everyone but the guard who took the first shift was soon asleep. At midnight he was relieved and the suite remained quiet.The next day officially began when Mark got up,. ”“You make it sound like it’s a regular thing,” she said.“It is,” he replied, “there’s usually a group of oldies having a girls night out most weekends, they love it if a young guy pays them a bit of attention.”“You mean you just get picked up and they take you home?”“Sometimes,” he replied, “but very often they are married so it’s just a quick fuck up against the back wall of the pub.”“Paul…language!” She scolded him.“Oh come on Mum, you’ve heard the word fuck loads of times, l bet you’ve said. . it was huge and my hands were not that big enough to cup it. some how managed to cup it and I started squeeze it and play.. she was moaning aaahhh.. aaahh.. bite slowly it pains.. wow.. I was sucking them like a baby and her nipple became red in colour. She said to remove her saree entirely and make her nude but told it with 1 condition saying I shouldn’t hurry will making her nude..I didn’t know what to do.. I was removing her saree slowly and somehow removed it. Then it was her pavadda. Molten metal seared my hands. I should be smelling burning flesh. My entire arm was blackened. Charred to the bone. I shouldn’t be able to do this but... I pulled.I heaved on the handle. It slid out as my fingers melted. I screamed and threw back my head. My feet pushed on the base of the wall. I yanked with tall my might. The handle shot out a foot. A mighty click echoed.I lost my grip and collapsed on my back.I sobbed as I stared at my hand. It wasn’t burned. Instead, it was covered with dots.