Just something to take the fluffiness away." I tried to example her."I know what you mean. The white bricks on the fireplace and the white marble mant...l seem to reflect the rust sofa, and it makes the whole wall almost pink in low light. Maybe even moving the sofa long ways facing the front would help." She said, getting serious."Maybe it's the pink hue that gives the impression." I conceded."But I like the fireplace add-irons, though. It would make it more homey, friendly, and a little. Sometimes I feel pity on manas Uncle. He doesn’t get much free time & can’t spend some quality time with his beautiful wife. After a few more minutes Uncle took his regular medicine & went to sleep. A few minutes later we decided to call it a night & went to our respective beds. The light stayed on as Manju was afraid of darkness.Since I am not used to sleep with the light on, I couldn’t sleep. I sat down on the bed for some time, drank some water & went to the washroom. Still I couldn’t sleep.. ”I saw Lissa shudder. She looked at me and we entered the glass box.Our competition in the finals was Jorge and Jessica Rodriguez from Argentina. They were trying to throw our game off before we ever got on the court. Jorge was dressed all in black Ektelon court clothes just like me. Jessica was wearing one of our outfits. Lissa was in blue and the Argentinian was in green, but she must have just bought it off our rack in the lobby. I could see Lissa was thrown by it, too. They were mimicking. The squeak of her sweaty feet sliding on porcelain, the smell of electricity in the air like the perfume of a passing woman, now departed. The power had gone again.The saliva dripped from her mouth her suspended tied arms now the only thing stopping her from collapsing. Her knees were buckled pressing thighs onto her burning clit, her nipples now feeling more part of the jack lead device than the summits of her heavenly domes.“Do you want a hard fucking bitch?” The brother asked to camera.She.