”She takes deep breaths between each sentence as she talks. She’s having difficulty talking to me because of her lack of energy as well. She’s...probably just as dehydrated and starved as I am. “Babe....you need to fight. You need to fight your way out of here! Free yourself!You don’t deserve any of this! Right now, your life depends on it! Go be with your family. Don’t worry about me. I need you to find the strength and the courage to free yourself. I need you to live! I would never. Then on October 9th when I was twelve in the 6th grade my diary entries went from innocent to slut when my teacher snapped the strap of my garter-belt I was wearing under my pants and asked "what color is it"? Then after school he asked if he could drive me home and drove down a dirt road in the woods asking me to show him my panties, stockings and garter. Slipping off my pants as he open the door and helped me out telling me how cute I was hugging me and pushing me to my knees. He dropped his. At first, I thought I was hearing a tone spell, but there were no words, just the humming. Also, usually, I didn’t recognize the tune used in Tone spells. This was simple humming, and the tune was familiar.I opened my eyes when I finally figured out where I had heard it. I was young, maybe five years old, and was mesmerized by a movie on the television. It was about a girl and her dog. They were lost and had to follow a road to find their way home. She sang a song that had words, and the title. And I’m not gonna spare you. Remember. If you wouldn’t, I’ll take you out to our spot and make love there.I: Enough Raman, those were old times now. Now we are parents of two children. How do you think they would like about it?R: SO agree to my request.I: Okay okay…Let’s have a bath together. But on one condition. More sucking of my pussy and Anal sex…;)R: You got a deal.Now Ishita adjusts her saree and they both head downstairs.When they reach the table, Adi and Aliya are seating opposite to.