‘Sure!’ he says finally, apparently deciding to be delighted with this plan, ‘Stay for dinner, it’ll be great,’ They both beam at me. I have...no idea what I’m saying yes to, but I know it probably isn’t just dinner. ‘Sounds good,’ I say, gingerly taking off the sandal that I had jammed hurriedly onto the wrong foot. *** Dinner goes more smoothly than I imagined. Lilly is a great raconteur and tells lengthy yet engaging tales of her global travels and wealthy clients. She is captivating,. To mene kha or ache se karu to usne kha haan to mene mera hath uski suit ke andar dal diya or kamar pe hath pherne laga. Or dhire dhire pet pe le gaya or chut ki traf bhdne laga or fir hath bahar nikal or uski chut ko upr se hi sehlane laga. Vo meri traf dekh kar boli gudgudi ho rhi h to mene apna hath uski pjami me dal diya or uski nangi chut pr pherne laga. Fir ungli uske ched me dali to vo chila uthi or bola ki dard ho rha h to mene hath bahar nikal liya. Vo fir boli nind aa rhi h or sone. Curiosity getting the best of me, I walkedback to look through again, and there she was. Stepping away justslightly, she followed suit. Freezing in position, she mimicked me. Slowlyholding a had up to my face, she held a hand up to hers as a look ofhorror and distraught crept onto her face.I screamed like a girl, loud and shrilling in a high tone as I held myhands to my face. The girl in the window did the same. The girl in themirror was me, I was looking in a mirror. Just then I realized that. Yet held still as i was by the bonds. Arms restrained overhead bywrist cuffs and rope. Oh how i tried to lower them...futile...oh how itried to squeeze my legs together..also quite futile. An iron spreaderbar seperated my stance. A cuff on each ankle held it securely in placepreventing me from closing myself. I tried to kick my legs up atleast...again no movement was afforded such a great muscular effort dueto the certain fact that my hi-heels locked about my ankles with a strapand a tiny.