By dawn a good many extra photographers had arrived and gotten more splendid photos of Misaki kissing my lovely Pearl's feet before being allowed back...into our house at 8 a.m.The poor girl had had a very rough night, and it would get worse when she saw the screaming tabloid pictures! We both laid her back down upon the bed, and while leaving her tied and blindfolded, we again rekindled her passions and did allow her permission this time to come loudly for us. Her screaming final release of. She laughed, when I told her, I guessed she was already imagining the embarrassing situations.As friends we were always buying each other little sort, fluffy, fun presents for birthdays and Christmas. I'd bout her furry and cuffs and naughty open crotch undies and a beaded wand, I said for stirring her coffee.She in return had bought me flavour condoms, cock ring and naughty magazines as she knew I couldn’t do anything at home and have a bit of fun like normal people. Things came to a new turn. Mai-kaunsi .Pinki-rishto wali.Thodi der me hum ek dusre ke kapde khol chuke the .Pinki kafi khul gayi thi.Mai-pinki rani khan eke bad tumhari mami doodh pilati thi tum bhi pilao na kahkar chuchi ko sahlane laga wo bhi samajh gayi.Pinki mana kisne kiya hai.Green signal milte hi mai chuchi ko masal kar pine laga.Mai-rani tumhare to doodh nikal hi nahi raha hai.Pinki nikalo na chachaji.Mai –pinki rani tum bhi mujhe bas mard samjho mama nahi kasam se khoob maja ayega.Pinki- ji chachaji are nahi. She didn’t know this, she simply sat on the edge of the cot every time she heard the door to the cellar open.I was ready to start the next phase. I had spoken to my brother who I had obtained the drugs from, and he had told me that the prisoners given the drug, had never returned to their former ways. As far as they were concerned, the effects were permanent. Once a violent prisoner had been given the full course of drugs, they were never violent again. Often walking away from a confrontation.