But all I know is I had a nice vacation from getting a beat down by him. When my father got out of the hospital his mental state of mind had got worse...my father's definitely had a mental problem he drank vodka on his days off from work and beat me or he beat my step mother. But all I know is that some body in my house was going get beat down by my father. Just for no reason at all or when he was having mental flash back about his jacked up life. my step mother would leave my father and go stay. Rohini was taking bath so I brought medicines with my money & delivered to test room & came back to room she was still in rest room & I got an idea.Me: bhabhi I need money to buy medicines for you are mother’s test.Bhabhi: wait for few mins I almost done.Me: no its urgent they took her to some test room & said me to bring immediately.Bhabhi: its with me in my purse.Me: so give me, what is the problem just open the door slightly & pass me the money.Bhabhi: I can’t trust you after all what thinks. Ricardo got us a small table in the bar and brought a margarita on the rocks for me and a beer for him. We chatted and I really liked him. He was very polite and soon we had been there an hour and had consumed two tequila shots each and I had downed three margaritas. “Ok, Ricardo, I trust you, let’s go.” I said. “If you want to make it really special, I have a friend who could join us.” He said. “Let’s go, we can worry about him later.” I said. Ricardo paid the bill and drove me across the. The mechanism moved easily and smoothly and the cuffs locked and unlocked as they should. The electrocution circuits he could not test without a subject to torture, but the meters appeared to show that the voltage across the terminals was changing as he turned the rheostats up. A quick brushing of one electrode against another produced a small spark at low voltages, so he moved on to the second room.This was again easily recognisable as a chamber devoted to pressure, just as the first was.