Unn bou mo banda. Kanhi agaru tike deunathilu. Kete heisarantani. Haan bou mu bi semiti bhabuthili. Banda aau bia. Genha genhi hele bhala lagiba. Hau ...ji too daily genhubi. Bou mo banda ku chusi chusi khauthila aau mu dekhuthili. Dekhu dekhu bou doodha ku hatare dalili. Bou tike free heiki mo hard banda ku dekhi kahila raha mu photo utheibi. Hau kahi mu basilaru bou mo bandara photo sabu nela. Mu bi bhinna bhinna phose re bou bia photo sabu neli. Taa pare bou godo ku mela kari soilaru mu bou. Yet it was the most peculiar experience, as even though he was squeezing my throat hard, I never once felt uncomfortable. It was like I was breathing but without having to breathe... Like being a fish underwater sifting oxygen out of my surroundings. Or like being a flower soaking up the rays of the sun to live. It felt so natural. So comfortable. So satisfying.He was suffocating me, but I never felt more alive.He placed another powerfully strong hand against my tied wrists, holding onto them. Then make your move.”“What’s my move?”“You’re killing me, Smalls.”Mel let out a little giggle before I continued.“Get her alone, get pretty close. Tell her you’ve been thinking about her. Tell her you like the chemistry you have together. Say that you and her should give it a shot. Whatever man, just be direct and decisive, while remaining a bit aloof. Your life does not depend on this.”“Okay, confident and cool, but gentle also.”“You got it bro, now go down there and make some shit happen.”We. My concentration was so deep in getting into thetoilet, I missed the signs of predators nearby.My relief break over, I washed my hands and prepared to exit the room. Ihad gone in alone and there were no other women nearby as I exited. Justoutside the door, I felt an arm wrap itself around my throat, cutting offmy air supply. A hand covered my mouth, preventing me from making asound. I could feel myself quickly losing consciousness from the lack ofoxygen and blood flow to my brain. I could feel.