Unko bazar sa kuch b mangwana ho to aksar mujhay kehti hain, aksar kehti hain k mujhay bazar lay jao wagaira wagaira, mairay ghar walay b kuch nahe ke...tay becoz un k husband ki death jo huchuki ha or beta abhi 8 sal ka ha. aik din unhoun nay mujhay kaha k mainay aik friend k ghar jana ha chor aao, ma chor aya to kehnay lagean k tum b aajao ma bas thori dair baithun g. ma b sath chala gaya, mujhay un ki friend nay drawing rum ma bitha diya or khud wo andar dusray kamray ma chali gain, unhoun nay. I push it driving the three inch needle from her side to behind her nipple and push the plunger, arms and stomach tense while I squeeze and slowly pull the needle leaving saline under her nipple repeating several times then remove. Refill the syringe then inserted to repeat on her other boob while Kim’s wide open mouth sucks in air as the saline fills her tissue, approximately 25 cc’s under each nipple I figure when I take off the clothespins her ample aureole's with stand puffy tall. Plenty. Ivy followed Charles towards the outside hall. Charles made sure that they far away from the lounge's doorway. That they were out of his mom's hearing range.Ivy crossed her arms over her chest, looking bitterly towards Charles. Charles was scared, intimidated and worried."Listen I didn't know they were going to try something like that. They saw you and I said I wanted to leave but they forced me to stay. Trust me. I am as mad with them as you are!!" Charles stuttered.Ivy continued glaring at. No-one was home, so he grabbed a sandwich and headed for the shower. The spray from the shower was heavenly, the hot needles pounded his worn-out body. He had just finished drying himself when his phone rang, searching through his clothes, he found it just as it rang off. It was his father, just as he hit call-back, a message came through. 'Mrs Bennet would like you to call around tomorrow morning, about nine-thirty... don't be late, and keep up the good work, everyone loves what you're doing..