By the time this is over, you may not have to be trained. You may already have figured it out on your own.”“I doubt that very much, Fred. I may be...more powerful than they are, but being untrained, I can probably hurt someone without meaning to, like I did Barb and your people with my broadcast. I have been told by martial arts teachers that I know just enough martial arts to be very dangerous because I know how to hurt, maim, and kill, but I didn’t learn the discipline along with the teachings.. "It's a Friday night in November, about 11.45pm. It's cold outside, but I've had a couple of drinks. I take a coat and, leaving my wallet on the side of my bedroom table, my keys. Can't be too careful. There's an amazing amount of adrenaline rushing through me as I make my way through these familiar streets. I look at strangers as I'm on my way past. I'm mildly paranoid (can they see in my eyes what I'm going to do), but also excited. One man walks past a bus stop, and I imagine him saying. Look at this and let me in.”She did as I asked and immediately stepped aside to let me in. As soon as the door closed behind me, I began speaking.“I have a great many pics and several video clips of you and Jane enjoying each other, and a very long video clip of Jane fucking you with her strap-on.”“I’ll keep this short. You are going to do whatever I tell you to do or else these pictures will be on the desk of your school principle. The same pictures will be passed to Jane’s head of. It was dark and full of clouds.Mukesh and I left the office. I put my hand on Mukesh’s shoulder for support. I was remembering Madhan, and my pussy was becoming wet. I was enjoying this. I moved my hand around Mukesh’s waist. It started raining, and it’s pouring heavily. Mukesh didn’t stop riding.We reached our place, and Mukesh stopped the bike at the parking slot. I did not get down from the bike. I was holding his waist, and my face is relaxing on his back. Suddenly I heard his voice saying.