A key turning, a door opening and closing, steps and the squeaking of a sofa or bed. A young female voice sounded through the evening air. “I am tak...ng a shower.” “Yeah, sweetheart, do so.” The male voice was a bit more senior. When I heard a fridge door I knew what it was: Sounds from the next room. It was so strange because it was so clear. They must have their balcony door open, too. I just write down what happened next. I did not see them, just heard them. Sometimes there were longer pauses. .."She slapped me, "5 more for saying no to me. Pull me back," she said to one of the trainers. Whimpering, Timmy cowered on the floor. They alternated beating his back with their canes. Timmy screamed and sobbed into the floor, his back an incandescent sea of pain.She grabbed his hair and pulled up his tear-streaked face up. "Now who taught you, slave?"Timmy hiccupped and said, "Mmmmistress, one day I got home early and heard my sister and her friend Je, Je, Je, Jenny talking about me. Jenny. 10am ko uske ghar pohanche mere heartbeat tej ho rahi thi phir uske room gaye hum dono waha bethe phir mai bola didi mai chal ta hu jab ap phn karenge mai ajaunga bo ladka bola nhi tu ruko yahi pe didi boli dekho roshon usko please jane do bo bola nhi usko live dekhana hai phir bo didi ke pass beth gaya didi bed pe bethi thi aur mai chair pe.Phir bo didi ko hath ko kiss kiya aur neck v aur apne hath se didi ki hath ko lekar apne pant mai ghusa diya didi mere samne sarmakar usko lund ko bahar. Next thing I know she was grabbing her neck talking about how it hurt. I told her she should come over so I could rub it for her and she laughed it off as usual. I told her I was serious, if she came over tonight I would rub her shoulders for her and give her a massage. She got serious and said ok, that she would be right over. My heart began to race, wondering what would happen when she got her, what would we do, how would it feel, how would I feel...I heard a knock on the door and there she.