I immediately saved her number and replied.Me (normal SMS message): It’s too late. If uncle aunty came to know, they might feel bad.Swati replied af...er a minute: They are already sleeping. Didn’t you hear their snore when you were in the kitchen?Me: I know, I heard it too, but still.Swati: If it’s too late, why don’t you sleep instead of thinking about me?I was like shocked, what did she mean ‘instead of thinking about her?’Me: What do you mean? I didn’t get you.Swati: I know you got it but. Even when they weren’t in the same area, a lot of times they would find reasons to sneak off and talk to each other. But today it just didn’t seem to be happening despite their close proximity. Lunches were also late, due to lack of workers on this day. It definitely was making Jerry cranky. He tried to hide it but he didn’t do a very good job at it. Finally, his lunch came about an hour later then it was supposed to. He started to make his way to the break room when he heard from behind him.. Daisy. She thought the word. Wanted her mouth to form it. That word had been chosen, becauseit was her favorite flower. Mark was in a stronger mood tonight than usual, and being a little more rough then she was liking. The flogger he had used on her, had left welts she was sure were going to be permanent. She was face down on what looked like a pummel horse. Her wrists tight together under and her legs apart, chained to the legs of the table. Her ass hung off just at her hips, which allowed. It's your challenge to figure out where reality ends and fantasy begins! However, all stories are shared with one simple motivation, in hopes that you will find pleasure while reading them. With that being said…happy reading! So far, the summer had been long, hot and boring. At the time, I was 21 years old and living in the southern part of Colorado. Having moved away from my parents a year before, I wasn’t able to visit them very often. It was good to hear my mom’s voice when she called that.