.He went up to the front door, and rang the bell. Kat answered."Oh hello, fair brother, how was your day?" She said."Er... whatever. Dad said you coul...n't start drinking until the party." Dan answered, rolling his eyes."Oh, I haven't been drinking", she said, grinning menacingly. "And I'm not going to the party, either." Dad paid $100 for that, you can't just 'not go' to your own birthday party!" Dan replied."He never did, that was just to keep me happy until I got my present. It was all a. .aaahhhhuuuuu.....? I wasn’t even sure what I was trying to say, I was near exhaustion from our torture session. Sensing this she threw more cold water on me which angered my pulsing burn wounds. Sitting down on the beam once more she just stared at me for a while. I stared back at her with tears slipping from my crystal blue eyes. ?You’re not a rapist...are you???No.? I whispered.?I’m torturing an innocent man.??Yes.??I’ve never tortured an innocent man...in the throws of torture they. Unka lund ab dhirae dhirae meri gand kae bich khada ho raha tha. Hum dono kae hotn shower kae behtae huae paani kae nichae milae, unka lund aur bhi bada hota jaa raha tha mera gand kae bich main. Main ghumi aur mainae mera hath unki gardan par lapet liya aur humnae ek aur chuban kar na chalu kiya, paani ab hum dono kae muh par girta hua hamarae sharir par ghum raha tha. Mera bade aur naram bablae unki mardani chati par dab rahe thae. Unka hath mera pith sae hota hua meri gand kae bich sae hota. Along with all of the cliché details, I wondered how long I would have to wait before they decided to talk to me. I pulled out my cellphone and found an app that did what I wanted: a timer. Once it was going, I set the phone on the table face up. They would see it and either react or not. Once in this room, I knew I would have to wait. They hadn’t arrested me but if they thought I had done anything, they would try to get me to confess to it. Too bad it would be a waste of time.I thought about.