"Frank's face suffused with dark purple. Bob hoped he'd have a stroke."I don't need any sass from the likes of YOU!" said Frank, his voice rising. "Mr... ... Fetterman ... has been kind enough not to press charges against you. You're off the case and that's final!"Bob looked at Lacey, who was looking at him again, through lowered lashes."Tell Simpson about the orgasm," he said. "It's important."Frank leapt to his feet, outrage on his face. "THAT'S IT!" he screamed. "YOU'RE THROUGH! PACK YOUR. I cannot describe the anxiety, the distraction, or the excitement, day after day, wondering who had fucked me. Whose huge erect penis had penetrated me, made me climax and pumped his sperm into my waiting womb. For the last two weeks, I have been literally obsessed with trying to determine who my secret lover was. At my office, if I caught someone looking or smiling at me in an unusual way, I immediately wondered, 'could it be him?'When Stuart, the golf pro at our country club, looked at me. It was a whole different excitement for her. On the other side, it was completely different for Manisha.She was not letting go of any opportunity to trap guys, mess with them, and regularly have fun with Shruti. It was a win-win for her. She was getting two different kinds of chill and excitement with guys and Shruti.One year passed like that, and there was still no sign of any guy in Shruti’s life. It was also because there were no guys in the hostel. She never had that courage to approach. ‘Good. Now lie still as I take care of this problem.’ Shelia picked up the stockings and moved to the right side of the bed. Using the bedpost she looped the hose around twice then tied his wrist with it. He could still move a little but very little. Walking slowly around to the left side of the bed she repeated the process with the other wrist. ‘Good, now you can’t play with yourself unless I want it. You have to trust me, do what I say and you will have a story to tell all your friends.’ .