Kevin stayed over?" Yea," Simone replied nonchalantly. "He was here late studying. And I actually live closer to his school than my parents, so he jus... decided to stay here and go to school after breakfast." Really ... well," Monica began, before being interrupted by the sound of footsteps in the hall."Here he comes now," Simone said as she gestured to the doorway. "Kev, look who's here. Do you remember my friend Monica?"Kevin entered the kitchen and stopped, clearly surprised to find a visitor. Oh I can hear it moving through the air, he’s whirling it above his head. Please master, rape my ass instead! Put the whole scourge up my ass if you want! Don’t hit me with that thing. Please.Oh fuckkkkk! The bastards have set my back on fire! Oh shit, that hurts, it really really hurts! Where did the bastard get the molten lead, surely nothing else could hurt that fucking much! Ohhh Christ! Please sweet master, no more. Please don’t do that again. Rape me, crucify me. Anything but that. They were madeinto couches for the ladies to sit on. This is where they put thehard cases. They would lock them up in the box, with no room to movea muscle and no light. They would leave them in the box for up to 16hours. Every male placed in the box was fine for the first couple ofhours, buteventually their muscles would begin to cramp, and they would softlystart asking to be let out, somewhere around hour 4 they would getangry and start demanding to be let out, after an hour of screamingand. No, he is really a cheerful man, reema said. I think they will really entertain us in these days.This means, I have to tolerate them during all the days of my honeymoon. I thought to myself.Okay, I hope so. But what was Raghu telling you during our way back to the hotel. I managed to ask her.Ohhh…this means my hubbing is getting jealous. She giggled. Perhaps, you only started the conversation to ask this right..?? Her words trailed when she said this.No, I was just asking. I said almost.