This was the result of her being impaled on a very large, rubber-cock dildo, that was likewise attached to the platform. Now fully awake, she was able...to comprehend her situation, and somehow, she was not afraid of what was happening, this frightened her more than the situation itself. “What is this all about?” she thought, “Was I really here before, and why? In what capacity was I here?” These and countless more thoughts flooded through her mind like lightning. Rocking back and forth, to try. .We introduced ourselves, “ i am Antonio, and this is Anna, my daughter”.. “I’m mark, pleased to meet you”. I ordered a drink and offered to get a round in, and he accepted...“So English?” Antonio asked “yes” i replied... “and where’s your wife... girlfriend this evening” he questioned in the Italian accent i just knew Tina would love...I paused before replying... maybe a little white lie i thought, deviously.....“Tina???? Oh, she’s getting ready... she won’t be long....but...err..she’s not my. Setting our beers in front of us, she asked “Are y’all ready to order or are you still deciding?” “Yes, we’re ready.” I replied. “I’ll have the shrimp platter with fries and he will have the bacon burger, medium well and a side of the potato salad. And another round of beers with the meal, please”. Smiling and not even looking towards Mark I added “and my friend was wondering if you would like to go for a boat ride after your shift?” Not even missing a beat, she smiled and replied “Oh. Hema ji: are wah raju tune to poore joote-chappal chaat-chaat ke badiya se saaf kar diye…..tu wakai mei bahut accha paltoo kutta hai…..ab chal mere bedroom mei aa jaa tujhe apni choot ka swaad chakhaati hu….Raju khada ho ke aane lagaa to Hema ji ne usko ek khinch ke thappad maara aur kaha…Hema ji: saale kutte…..tujhe khada hone ki liye kisne kaha….paltoo kutte ki tarah chal ke mere peeche aa….Raju kutte ki tarah chal ke bedroom mei aa gaya….Hema ji: raju tu baar-baar bhool jaata hai kit u ab.