WhenI tried to find out more information on the lastmessage, she acted coy and innocent. “It might behelpful if you weren’t wearing any cl...thes,” she toldme.I was too distracted to do any work. I got naked alreadyby 7:30.I phoned Hannah. “Did I get any additional messages?” I asked.“No,” she said.“Are you sure?” I practically whined. I was too excited.“Maybe it might start a little earlier?”I saw Hannah peek her head around the. Rabba.. hare bhagavan kuch karo hamaraliye !!; thum tho bhooke ko hamesha khaana our pyasee ko pilaathee jhathi te, lekhin hum ithar ithana pyasee/bhookhi hum, kabhi hamara bhi khyaal karo jesus, o god! pls… (yek baar boli: my god, church me moombathi jhaladhuungi agar uski najar meri javanee par pakki hogai tho.– promise.) Sabh kuch jhanthe bhi purposely Anjhan bhani, kyom ki pakka malum hei, jis ko jaroor poadege tho who kuth hi mokka banadethi, chudai kki fayada udayegi, yei hi tho ar ek. Under the counter was a small glass fronted fridge containing mixers and bottled beers and lagers. Moving past the entrance hall the room opened out into a luxurious bedroom, the centrepiece being a four poster bed with sheer curtains on three sides tied back to enable entry to the very plush looking king sized bed. The rest of the room was just as opulent, two large leather sofas and a low coffee table, thick soft carpet underfoot, large heavy drapes framing a floor to ceiling glass double. I would miss the feeling of the water slowly filling me from below, and the feeling of it rushing to get out as it was expelled down the toilet every day.Slowly, I wandered into the conservatory, wondering what she had put out for me to wear today. I was not disappointed. She had put out a latex wrestling style suit, but it had one surprise, it had a built in straight jacket.It had a note with it... Dear Christena I know this is your fave toy, and piece of clothing, so I thought I would.