But I noticed Bharat, for the first time, enjoying the men staring at me. I was shocked rather surprised. I asked him that night about it. He told me ...hat.“Dear Laxmi, sex is a different emotion from love. See, I love you, no doubt, but sex is a totally different sensation. Its motive is pure pleasure. Everyone has their kinkiest fantasy buried in their minds which never comes out, unfortunately, especially in India.”I listened to him like a school child. So the next day, he persuaded me to. ??If I put on the ball gag, how would I be able to signal you that I want to stop.??Alice, you will not be able to stop. I am a professional. I will know if you are hurt or cannot continue, at which point I will immediately stop. Trust me.? After thinking for a moment, I was just too excited to turn away. I put on my ball gag and was ready.?Alice, bend over on that table and hold your hands behind your back,? pointing to a rectangular table.As I was bent over forward on the table at a 90 degree. I found out the driver wasn’t going to make this easy for me. She slapped the lock button on her door, then told me, “That’s okay, thank you, I’ll just call my dad.” She reached for a cell phone lying on the seat and I pulled my pistol from its shoulder holster. “Touch that phone and I’ll blow your sister’s head off! Neither of you will cause me trouble, or I’ll kill the other. Do you understand me? Open this door, now, and don’t even think of running. This is a 900 Magnum, the bullets are. "June," I gasped "but you're in Italy!" I was," she smiled "but you don't think I'm going to stay out there when you needed me do you." I'm all right." I sighed, "Just a bit banged up is all." All," she laughed sarcastically "two broken legs, a broken arm, cracked ribs, concussion and internal bleeding, all. Jesus dad you need a minder!" Have you been home yet?" I asked trying to calm her by changing the subject.Then I remembered my suicide note sitting on the mantle, June was going to hit the.