.. that we were meant for each other.There isn't a morning I don't wake up and look for her next tome in my bed, or a day I don't think of something I...want toshare with her. Bethanne, our nine-year-old little girl, wasninety percent angel and ten percent imp and all ours. I'vetried to fill the hole their deaths have left in my world withwork, with other women - even with booze, but none of thatworks. Somehow, though, that hole isn't so large when I amAllie." That's probably because, even though. This disturbed me at first till I figured that it was exactly the sort of things we guys would say about girls , even each others girlfriends. Things like , " ooaaah I'd fuck her till she screamed", or ," I'd shove my cock up her arse and fist her cunt". Just the way guys talk when amongst mates. Joking around mostly.Carol wasn't saying she would , but like us guys , it was a fantasy we wanted to try if we ever had the chance.So when my mate was joking around one night , he teased me by saying. Phir kaha chale then usne kaha aaj jaldi kya hai jane ki meine kaha baat kya hai, kehne lagi woh aaj maan lagana hai please ruk jao ek lady pantry wali gai nahi uske jane ki wait kar rahi huun aur tumhe jane ki padhi hai meine kaha shipra please toilet mein nahi aaj koi saaf karne wala aaya nahi hai pura toilet stink kar raha hai jab ki aisa kuch nahi tha mujhe toilet mein kuch karne ka maan nahi tha meine kaha tumhare flat pe koi nahi hoga toh waha chale kya usne kuch nahi kaha do min pause. . No, leave the bra. You don't get to wear that."Rachel was once again dressed for the symphony, except for the collar and chains. I locked her wrists behind her, snapped the leash in place and led her toward the front door. I stopped on the front porch."One more thing," I told her. "You are to remain silent unless I say something to you that requires a response. If you speak out of turn, you will be gagged and we'll do the whole walk all over again. Understand?" Yes." If you wish, I could gag.