She said my son will come back in 2 hours. If you have no problem and we can chat till he comes back. I said sure Aunty here take this oil. My mother ...old me that it should be massaged two times daily. She said thank you so much and say my thanks to your mother too. I said I will and we talked for around 10 minutes and I thought it’s time to go into action as the less time remains.I won’t be able to get all my pleasures from her and I said Aunty why don’t you lie down and I will massage the oil. Catherine watched me rummage through her fridge, take two cans of Coke and pick up a towel off the sideboard. She never said a word when I went out the front door and spoke to the agents there. When she heard the tortured screams, she said plenty, but it was all drowned out by the screaming.Pretty soon two of the five discovered that they desperately did not want to find out what made their friends scream themselves unconscious, and told the nice agents everything they asked. By the time the. I think their names were Trixie and Candy or something close to that. Trixie was the smart one and she spent most of the trip reading the frigging Wall Street Journal like she understood every confusing word. Candy was playing with Lenny’s oversexed male equipment like it was the only available toy in the playground and it diverted her from having to think. I averted my eyes from the panting couple and tried to figure out the Trixie dame because she was not your run of the mill showgirl with a. Steve denied it. So did Kyle. Still, they both suffered. Men’s sports is a macho world. Gays weren’t exactly welcomed in it. Some of Kyle’s teammates said some pretty hurtful things to him over the next few weeks. He got depressed. He stopped showing up for practice and he also stopped showing up in class. Steve was keeping a low profile. Monica the bitch was still yapping around. I couldn’t bear to see Kyle suffer. I threatened Monica with another beating if she didn’t shut her trap. I think.