And you can’t call anyone. You’re dead.”“I just want to check Facebook.” Rachel replied with a tone that said ‘What do you think I am, st...pid?’“No Facebook either. You have to start living as Rachel Leah Jackson; that new name you and Petrov came up with.” I saidPetrov was the Russian mobster that got us into this mess. He was the one who stole money from the Russian mob, and let Rachel take the blame for it. But, he had also gotten Rachel fake papers so they could start a new life together.. It was Friday, my in-laws were out of station for some wedding function. My brother in law went to his office during the day. I and BIL’s wife Smita and a small kid were at home that day.My luggage bags were in BIL’s room, so I went there to pick up some stuff from my bag. That time Smita was feeding her kid in that room. I picked up my stuff and was coming out of the room. Smita asked me, Bhaiya, are you getting bored? Shall I make some tea or coffee for you etc? I had breakfast around 9 am. I stopped walking and said, “Ask them. Paula told me not to say another thing to them. I have a suspicion, but no one has told me any charges, though one of this group accused me of being a child rapist and shot me twice with a taser.”He demanded to speak to the person in charge.“For the record, David Jones, the man you have in custody, is the victim of multiple non-consensual sexual interactions with numerous of his female classmates during middle school. Those girls discovered the downsides. I unbutton his shirt and then put my hands on his jockey short and lean over to bring them down, his cock was rock hard and jumped out at me and it was beautiful, I licked the tip and then got up and gave him a kiss. Grab his hand again, led him to the master bathroom, where I turned on the water and we both stepped into the shower.He was still nervous, I told him to hand me the soap, which he did, I lather it up in my hands and then proceeded to wash his back, butt and worked it down the crack.