’ Bernard led his mistress to the nearest bed in the room and sat her down ‘You must at allow me to tend to your wound Madame.’ He began to cut...away the fabric around her wound with a small knife he kept in is ridding boot, although it would have been easier to remove the dress itself, society’s etiquette did not always allow for the easy way to be taken. ‘It is barely a flesh wound it will heal.’ Her voice began to get weaker and her skin cold from loss of life’s essence Bernard sighed at. Ab main roz subah 8 baje office ke liye nikal jata tha or shaam ko 7 baje wapas aata tha. Mama ke gharpe log hone ke wajah se mujhe muth marne main thodi problem hoti thi. Mama ka ghar top floor pe tha to terrace pe jaane main aasani hoti thi, to main shaam ko terrace pe chale jata tha.Thodi din baad maine dekha ki terrace pe koi aata nahi hai shaam ke baad to mere man ka havas jaag utha. Jab bhi mera man muth marne ka karta main terrace pe jaake muth maar leta tha. Ek aise hi shaam mera. He was mad with lust & with one swift tug of his teeth he tore open my blouse from behind. I was shocked to silence with fright. Still tightly holding me with one arm around my waist, he struggled to unhook my bra from behind and finally managed to open the brassiere hook. With one hand, I desperately held on to my open blouse & bra from falling down. My entire back was now bared before Sunder.He softly grazed his wiry fingers on the lustrous skin of my back from top to bottom down my spine. He. Amber smiles, but this time a more friendly smile than her usual courteous gym smile. She also says, "Hi." "Hi," Ron responds, excited by Amber's openness. "My name is Ron. We've passed each other in here countless times and I figured I should introduce myself this time." Amber smiles again and introduces herself. As she does she gives Ron a deliberate quick up and down with her eyes. Ron notices and returns the look. Amber decides it's best not to get caught up in small talk so she opens a.