Constable Ryan wouldn't offer me any relief in that regard but hopefully Constable Peters, whose shift was about to begin would.Behind my back I could...hear Constable Ryan getting dressed. He told me he'd see me tomorrow morning and started heading towards the door. I asked him about the handcuffs. He dismissed my question, telling me Peters would be by soon and he could deal with the handcuffs. Then he was gone.This had been going on for ten days straight, from my first day in hotel. And, my head was hurting so much, and my mind all over the place, that I wasn’t in a fit state to question him.We showered, separately, and headed downstairs for some breakfast. Soon my housemate appeared, “you two had a goodnight?”“Got a bit too pissed too be honest”, I replied.“Yes, we did notice”, as he laughed, I turned red, and Simon looked confused.“So, who’s the bird?”“No idea mate, but she doesn’t half give good head”, we all laughed.As he headed off back upstairs with tea & toast, he. Only, I often wished it had been me who they had punished instead of you. Although, I was somewhat troubled about it when I saw you on Monday." Yeah, Monday was a bad day for me," Sandra said. "But it was mostly, because I was afraid about the reaction of my parents." I'm so happy for you that they took it so well," Martha said. "It sure made the rest of your week more enjoyable. For all of us, in fact." It sure did," Sandra said smiling, but also thought about what had happened to her today. Oke let me tell about me I am a businessman from bangalore.this happened a long time back when I was in school studying my 10 standard. I was living in a family of businessman which was middle class. At that time we had a maid by name sitara who was working and staying with us in our home she was 40 yrs when she worked with us she used to look after all the house work and cleaning and I used to call her akka.she lost her husband when she was 32 yrs old..And that cunt was not fucked for past.