After marriage she left our house. She was quite close to our family and she came to our house once in a while to see my mother. My mother and father ...ad gone to attend one of their friends daughter wedding in Bangalore. She had come home that day to see my mother , it was a sunday and i was just getting up from my bed and with laziness i opened the door and she was there , she was wearing a saree. I was in my bermudas and T shirt. Usually when my parents go out of station , i have my breakfast. The boys were holding down the limbs she wasn't amputating. So ... the girls and the Chief were trying to decide if the little helicopter was worth recovering.The sixteen year olds were being cute and covering their ears so as to not hear the cuss-words David was using. Even the Chief was impressed ... and that takes a lot! It's not that the younger girls had never heard the words ... they did, after all ... go to American schools ... but there are appearances to keep up.Barbara suggested she. I was just enjoying his touch and moaning to his moves. As his lips were busy kissing my neck and one of his hand fondling my boobs and pinching my nipples, the other hand removed my pallu and started unbuttoning my blouse and in no time he was done with all buttons and was trying to take it off my body. I moved in such a way that it would be easy for him to remove it completely and once done, he turned me towards him and this was my first eye contact with him after he started touching me. His. There was a quiet hiss and I woke up with a headache, bouncing around inside a wooden crate with cuffs on my wrists and ankles and a ball strapped into my mouth. I guess that bit wasn't so romantic."Steve smiled. "My friends have ways they find hard to change," he said with a shrug of his shoulders."Anyway the crate was in a truck. It's transferred to a 'plane. It ended up here. Steve makes it plain that he wants me to stay. So I do. Of course I know if I tried to leave he'd kill me. But it's.