"Is that to keep your lovers from getting away?" Yes. One set for each wrist," he replied.The sound of a door closing down the hallway interrupted her...response and caused her to step back behind the small bar. A second later a business guest appeared and took a to-go cup of coffee and bade them a good morning before heading to the elevator. She gave him an embarrassed smile then came from around from behind the bar and moved close to him again."I love your baton," she stated as her fingers. The feeling of having sex in front of my brother was arousing me further my husband dropped my pallu. Now he moved forward and grabbed my waist. He held my waist very firmly and his nails started pinching my skin. I felt like screaming but I couldn’t wake my parents up as it would have been embarrassing. My husband knew this and kept on pinching me firmly. My tears rolled down my cheeks but he was determined to punish me. My waist was being scratched brutally and he started to lick my tears. He. Ken put the pictures on the table and got the phone out of his pocket on the third ring. ‘Jen! Wait – going to speaker.’ Jen’s voice drifted up from the phone. ‘Thought I should call and make sure you did not get lost going home.’ ‘I made it.’ He paused glancing at his Mom. ‘But it does not feel like home.’ Sharon just smiled. ‘Yeah. I know, Ken. Guess what?’ asked Jen. ‘You stubbed your toe and are back in casts?’ There was a laugh on the phone. ‘Yeah! Right. No! I got my left arm back this. Seeing as no one else was paying any attention and everyone was back to talking openly I leaned over and whispered in Allison’s ear. “Care to tell me what went on that night finally?” I asked her. “No, not really,” she said as she shook her head. “Why not?” I asked, whispering. “I don’t know,” she told me. “I guess that was personal.” I left it alone as we joined in on what conversation was going on. Seeing as she lived down the street about six blocks or so and seeing as we all felt pretty.