He was in his 40’s, slim, black and hairy. We called him Hari kaka specially me. He was from Bihar and worked in the local market. He was a divorcee... He was funny and kind so I liked him for his attitude. Sometimes I used to seduce him a bit to make him go wild. He always touched my hands or face while we spoke. I didn’t mind at all as you know because of my fantasy and my likeness for him. We sometimes went out along with some of my local friends there.Once while I was there for five days I. Inside were rows of tables, most of which held a naked girl strapped face down to the surface. The bonds weren’t serious, just Velcro straps around the waist and knee. But it was a bit odd to see the girls with their ankle/thigh restraints gone. But even more interesting to Esme was the fact that the massagers working on the naked girls, were themselves naked, each with her legs bound at ankle and thigh. Candi noticed Esme’s look of astonishment. ?Oh yes. We train the girls to. I wish I could see him—I hate that he’s standing behind me, just coldly administering the strap like this. It scares me—how will he know if I’ve had enough, if I’m about to collapse? The strap lands on the backs of my thighs, four times in quick succession, and I lose it and jump away from him, as far as the nipple clamps will let me. I dance in place, wishing desperately I could rub the lines of fire he’s left on my legs. He waits until I’ve settled down a little bit and then says only,. I just thought we'd get a better view from the front. I just hope they don't make too much noise cheering and you don't get to pick up on the game.” I said and laughed. “Don't worry Greg we'll keep your wife entertained while watching the game.” Roy called out behind me. You just pay attention to the game and don't miss a minute because it should prove to be an exciting game. I've heard the Italians and Ghana's are both great teams.”“It sure is a hot evening. I hope you boys don't mind.