JJ shook her head, looking sad. "They killed him first. Both of the guys who attacked you were DOA. The cops want to talk to you, and I called those F...I clowns; you had the card in your wallet. They're here as well, milling around in the waiting room. There is a guard outside your door, but it is a bit fucking late for that." How long was I out?" He was starting to feel a little less like someone had jammed a steel rod wrapped in barbed wired down his throat, and his voice, while still a little. "You're daydreaming." Her words woke me up, as the mug appeared before me. She was twenty years older than when I last saw her and still beautiful. My mind was racing, comparing what should have been and what was.'I'm sorry. I wasn't prepared for this. You'll have to let my brain catch up before I can be worth a shit."Abby had always been easy to talk to, and I always felt comfortable with her. I don't even remember what we argued about before we drifted apart. It was at that moment when I. Mene kaha dekh rha hu kya design h. and we struggled.I said “sirf design dekhunga, kuch krunga nhi”. remember, she was on my right. with my left hand I grabbed both her hands, and with my right hand, I moved kurti little to front so that I can see inside. and then I said “Ye to cartoon charaters h”. She said “Yes”. I said acha design h. It was a white bra with cartoon characters.Again I held her tightly and we continued talking. After 2-3 min I tried to see bra again and I said “Ek baar ache se. If my cock hadn't been completely helpless in chastity, I know I would have cum at this exact moment. Here was my hot, beautiful Ex, dressed up as a high school cheerleader with her hands on her hips holding metal handcuffs, ordering me to kiss her shoes. If not for the chastity cage, I would have been cumming all over the place.They smelled like plastic and pantyhose, but I kissed her shoes regardless. If the girls in high school had known what it would have taken for me to be their little.