He’ d trap me in my room & try to pull up my shirt so he could see my developing breasts , that sort of think .My other brother did it too , but not... nearly as much as Javed . This went on for a while, until i finally comlained to my mother.. & she was mad on him & he stop it i didn’t think about it often , but every once in a while in the years that followed, i,d catch Javed looking at me with an odd glem in his eyes… That made me nervos.But once he went to college . In lahor i more or less. Seemed the fair way to do it. I went to my office to check what I needed in the way of supplies. Anticipating a heavy workload, I quickly seen that I would need to purchase two dozen large towels, two dozen sheets, two dozen wash cloths , liquid hand soap, scented candles and oils , some softer lighting and music .. X six = $ 3,000 to outfit all the places Sandra had. Not too bad . That would knock a dent in my first months salary, but it was an investment , not a bill… I went back up front. Zelda then makes her way down to the bottom of the table to were Sammi's head is secured, grabbing a chair on the way. She places it in front of the now panting and sweating spy, and carries on walking, taking slow deliberate step's towards a table that is covered with a large sheet. This was the first time Sammi had seen her tormentor since the airport, and Zelda had dressed to impress. She was wearing pvc thigh length boots, and a white rubber catsuit with panel's cut away revealing her. I answeredit with less than graciousness only to find I was being called by thereception desk, they called it a courtesy call but I think it would havebeen more courteous to let me sleep. I was told that I would be met atthe reception desk at eight a.m. to be taken for a physical and tofinish processing. My night already shot, I thanked them before hangingup and made my way to the bathroom. I only had the clothes I had wornthe previous day so I figured the best I could do is wash myself.I was.