"Please, master, leave my daughters alone. Do whatever you want to me, but don't hurt them." "You're not in a position to negotiate", the man said, ev...n as the man next to Sophia undid her bonds and began dragging her out of the room. The young girl was fighting and screaming, but the man paid no notice to her. "Don't worry though", said the man standing in front of Marissa. "I'm sure you'll be able to hear everything your daughter experiences today. And that will break you, far more than. “My schedule? What the hell was that? What a stupid thing to say. I thought to myself.If I had not already been blushing, I knew I definitely was now.“So, that guy was your masseur?” Michael asked bluntly.“Yes, he was,” I replied as I took another sip of wine.“The hot guy you ogled on the beach was your masseur?” He asked again.I had no idea what to say. I knew the questions were just beginning. I wish Philipe had not touched me while my husband was watching. It made me feel very guilty.“Yes,. Jisse dard to hota hai per us dard ka bhi apna hi maja hota hai or sab ho jane ke baad sab aise bante hai jese kuch hua hi na ho.Unki bate sun kar mujhe bhi kuch kuch hone lagta tha, ghar jakar jab me ye sab sochti thi to khud hi apne boobs ko dabane lagti thi or apni choot me unglee bhi karne lagti thi. Or hamesa sochti thi ki kass mere sath bhi aisa ho koi mujhe bhi aise hi dabaye or touch kare, jisse m bhi maje loo or wo bhi maje le,Per mere naseeb me to aisa kuch nhi tha kyunki m to hamesa. The hot lab began to fade from his sight – growing blacker and blacker as the DRM coiled through his brain. It wasn’t simply written in an ancient language for an ancient set of hardware. It had been crafted by a Machine.It was, in its own way, alive.And the DRM could feel the presence of another Machine and was taking out weapons that it might have left buried in solid state memory until the end of time. Drak felt his heart speed up, then slow. His lungs pulsed out of rhythm, the muscles.