Miss Sims opened her eyes the maniac's hand squeezing her cheeks into a Monroe pout.He had been told to teach her a lesson as she was still too defian....The tall red head teacher was stood erect her neck in a clamp held to the wall her knees bending in her big bust like glistening treacle covered buns."You fucking bastard," she hissed. "My girls! Leave them alone you fuck!"The inhuman man mountain didn't respond instead looked to the ceiling above her. There was a twisted pipe and tap poking. She gave me her brief introduction and I described her about myself. She insisted on meeting me personally. She lived in Thane and I lived in Borivali. We had to decided to meet at a place where no one would recognize us. We dropped the plan of meeting at the town side as anyone could easily meet us there. We finally decided on meeting at a café in Virar. The time was fixed to meet at 11 O’clock in the morning next day. She said she would be wearing a yellow Punjabi dress so that I recognize. "We can't have you getting a sneak peak before you're all finished baby!"Stephanie kissed him on the cheek. What followed next was a flurry ofcosmetic attention. Relaxing shampoos and strange smelling chemicals.Frenzied tugging and twisting, unseen around his skull. The subtle stingof his eyebrows being plucked, face masks, application after applicationof makeup. Try as he might he could do nothing to avert the embarrassmentof a permanent erection. Stephanie did nothing to relieve him of. He didn't know that it was Christine who had tipped them off, nor did he realize that Price had anticipated this and had already arranged for him to be set up.The police had checked for any previous record on him and found none. They did find out that he was just nineteen, had been a good student and that the whole thing didn't figure.Finally, when they realized that he would not be able to answer their questions that night they led him to a cell and said, "Maybe you'll feel more like talking.