He had already downed a glass of juice and had bread in the toaster when she came in. Travis looked up at her, thinking that his mothe... was fantastically beautiful in a red robe that clung to her hips and outlined the high mounds of her fine tits. The robe swung away from her molded legs when she walked, too, and the glimpse of them made his mouth dry up. Her coal-black hair swung loosely down her back, and she wore red lipstick that made. She did and said “en dressa kudduthudunga” (give my dress). I said “enn pinnadi va” (follow me). She was not coming along with me and I caught her by shoulder and forced her to come along with me. And took her to my room and then I locked the room. Made her to lie on the bed and told her “un dress vannum na nan solluratha kallu, muthalla aluvaratha nirathu” (if you need you dress do what I say, first stop your crying). She stopped and then I order her to get up. I asked “enn poola un kaila. She was more beautiful than ever! I tried to hide my excitement, kissed her softly on the cheek, and entered her car. I hoped I’d make an impression too, standing about 200cm tall, well built, with short spiky hair and a trimmed beard of 4mm. Not by coincidence, I have been given the nickname of the terminator! As we reached the lounge café I took her, we started talking about everything and anything. I was 24 at the time and was dating a woman of 30(didn’t tell her that. ?I’m going to lash you. There’s a difference. Lashing doesn’t use any knots. You can always work your way free with enough effort. I don’t want you to panic.??I’m not afraid,? she said. ?I’m not. I trust you.?Somehow she knows just what to say to bring me to the boiling point. I quickly finished lashing her wrists with the thick white rope and spun her around and took her in a bruising kiss, crushing her against me, one hand n the back of her head, the other on her ass. I was devastated by her.