Hastily, sound of cutting knifes, meat grinding, ovens opening up and closing, pans falling and rising from the stoves and so on ... brought back to i...itial livelihood of a hard working kitchen."Come with me to the back, Jinka. Dutseka, see if you can save the soup, otherwise tell the waiters to take it down from the menu". Alinor instructed, then turned and exited first through the door to the alley beyond the kitchen. "Spill it, Jinka, what happened to you today? Since morning you are moving. They were good to me. I was happy there and sorry to leave but I was eighteen and they couldn't look after me any more.As I was saying, I went to work that day but found it difficult to concentrate. The pain kept coming and going getting worse and worse each time. I left promptly at five and managed to make it back to my little flat. I didn't feel like eating so I just made a cup of tea and curled up in the armchair with my book. I was reading 'The Haunted Train'. I like ghost stories but this. Her eyes got wider as my dick got longer. She slid over the shape and measured its length. "John, is that all you? This isn't a half-dozen pair of gym socks is it?"I laughed. "No that's all me." I heard you were hung." From whom?" Oh, John, women don't talk." Shit, tomorrow I'm going to drive downtown and there on the giant billboard next the State Bank is going to be a picture of my cock alongside a ruler.She quickly scanned the area. She set her drink on the gazebo railing and reached down to. I struggled in my bonds and tried in vain to explain through my ball gag but nothing other than gurgles came out. I then tried to kick him but he deftly stepped aside, grabbed my ankle and threaded rope through the cuff ring before pulling it to the right and anchoring it to some furniture. He did the same with my left ankle and tied it off leaving me still stretched but now completely naked and with my legs spread apart.He then went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of wine before.