After some days I saw her at a marriage function wearing a red gown like dress which has a transparent region around her belly. I saw her belly button...through her dress I took some selfies with her.In some photos, intentionally focused on her navel. At night she messaged me asking the selfies I took and I sent her the ones in with her navel is focused and she replied with a devil emoji?. I took this as a chance and complimented her body to spice things up. And things did spice up. She then sent. I just hoped that this wouldn't lead to mistakes or revenge that would cause the attack to fail.Joshua and John had similar worries and continued to stress to the raiders that they needed to kill them without mercy but not take revenge on them. Dead they couldn't do anything. Again and again they stressed this message. I got the feeling from 'tasting' the emotions of the troops that they would obey but if they saw anything that stressed their emotions too greatly this could turn into a massacre. She moved slowly as if unsure. My hand came down on her bare ass, hard. she lurched forward "fuck" she screamed. "Get under the fucking fan" She looked at me out the corner of her eyes. Good I thought, she has a little fire, some resistance yet. I picked up some thin cord off the desk. I threw an end over the fan motor and secured her hands to it. she moaned, "im not to sure" she started. "Don't care what you are sure or not about" I replied I hoisted her arms above her head, she wriggled. I. Chacha – kya re Jamuna bhaiya bhabhi wagairah sab aye ki nahe.Jamuna – kahaan malik abhi kahan. Unko to lautney main kafi der ho jayegi.Chacha – Aur Radhey?Jamuna – wo to shahar gaye hain kuch korat ka kaam tha, Bade malik ne bheja hai. Shayad aaj na aa paye.Chacha- hoon to fir aaj pure ghar main koi nahe hai?Jamuna – Ji malik.Chacha – Accha jara paani pila day.Main apni khidki par he khada tha jo ki dusari manzil par hai. Un dodo ko hi mere agman ka pata nahi tha. Chacha khatiya par baith kar.