Main thoda over-react kar gayi. Actually mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha tha.Manali ke baat kaat te hue Rahul said, “Aur isliye tumne mujhe matl...bi kah diye! Main apne matlab ke liye tumhe satisfy karna chahta hu, itni badi baat tumne kahi kaise?”Manali: Main waise kehna nahi chahti thi.Rahul: No need to give any justification. Tum jao, jaa kar aaram karo.Manali usse bohut samjhane ki kosish kiye par Rahul apna ‘fake’ gussa nahi thooka. Manali kitchen mein usse help karna chahti thi par. We were all rattled, she started having what we thought were labor pains. The girls were ready to call the ambulance to carry her to the hospital. But the cooler heads of Lisa and my Mom (Sandy) prevailed. It was an awakening and it caused me to reflect on the past. A little over two years ago I was in the military hospital under a physiatrist care. My life long friend and lover had just died in my arms days before. There was something haunting me from her dying words and our more than. This is only the beginning. If you understand these orders so far, hum once. Slowly.”She did as instructed.“Good. From this point forward, if my cock is in your throat and I ask you a question, you will give one hum for “yes” or two for “no”. Trust me slave, you do not want to fuck this up, do you understand?”One hum.“I will be in the throat that I own quite a lot for the next few hours. Is that a problem, slave?”Two hums.“Is that pretty throat really that sore, slave?”One hum.“Does that matter. I opened my suitcase and in front of the entire group rummaged through my inner wears occasionally taking out the sexiest of nighties and then putting them back in. I took out a shear nightie which came to my mid thighs and was back less and closed my suitcase. Now the atmosphere was hot. They started anticipating that I would be wearing that night during the night and the tension was palpable. But I just sat there with the nightie on my lap and enjoyed the atmosphere. I had been semi naked.