The feeling of velocity as you plummet down, the complete darkness around you, and the cold embrace of the chains that make up your cocoon. Though you...feel yourself descending as fast as gravity will allow, you have no idea when the ground will meet you. It becomes maddening. Seconds pass, maybe a minute, and you almost begin to beg for the ride to end. You don't think it will kill you, at the very least it would be highly counter-productive to send you to this world in a lethal transport, but. Later that night I woke up drenched. I noticed the light on in the corner over the easy chair with books piled on the edge of the desk.Then Jeff was walking to my side with a towel. He wiped off my sweat. He put down the towel and placed a cold, wet washcloth on my forehead. It felt so good.Next he was running another cold washcloth over my body. The water replaced the clammy feeling of perspiration and cooled me as it dried.I still felt like shit, but I did get back to sleep.Jeff woke me some. Phir jab chachi ko cousin ko dudh pilana bandh karvana tha to ek din chachi ne muje kaha ja neem ke patte le aa, aur hamare baag me se me le kar aa gaya chachi ne use hath se masalaa me innocently dekhat gaia aur muje malum nahi tha age kya hoga, tabhi chachi ne pallu hataya aur muje blouse me se unke gore boobs dekhe bad bade aur chachi ne hook khola aur blouse upar khicha aur tab unka ek lump ese nikla mere akhe boobs pe hi atak gaie, kya boobs the then chachi ne wo neem jo masla hua tha use. Immediately I opened my eyes and looked over at the clock. I rubbed my eyes as I saw that it was only 10:00 a.m. “Mom and dad shouldn’t be home yet,” I murmured to myself. I slipped my legs out of bed, followed by the rest of my body. I adjusted my tank top and hot pants as I moved towards my bedroom door, leaving my long, brown hair as messy as it could possibly be. My footsteps were silent as I crept over the wooden flooring to my door. I slowly turned the knob and set foot onto the soft,.