”“why?”“because… I’m tired of obsessing over why things didn’t work out with amit. About why I wasn’t enough for him, why he needed th...at other girl.”“and is that enough?” naina said. “what if things don’t work out with Nikhil?”“I don’t care,” I said – and I was being honest. I really didn’t. I wasn’t worried about the future, about whether we were messing up a friendship. All I knew was that after a really long time, I felt wanted. And he was a friend, someone I had been fond of for a long. My feet and legs were asleep. My backached. I wanted to shout out for Shirley to help me, but was afraid of theconsequences. How long was I to be trapped here like this? Was I going to diehere on this table?? Would I be rapedagain before being aloud to get up? What if I never was aloud to get up.Then the door opened and I hear someone coming down thestairs. What now? I tried not to breath. Trying to hear every detail of whatwas about to happen. The foot steps quietly came my way. Then nothing.. So we are off to the nail salon. As I get my feet done she gets hers. We sit next to each other and chat more about everything but nothing. Feeling a bit more relaxed I suggest we go shopping. Once in Ross, I spy a sexy nitie. Thinking to myself that's it a shame, like I need another nitie. As I look around I find two more. She just seem to have something on her mind. We leave the store and go to the hotel.We talk and laugh as I drive and I tell her I will see her the next time I'm in town.. A strap from the middle of the back of the waist clincher pulled through her buttocks and when I tightened it to a buckle at the front it locked both of her openings closed and made them leak proof.I peeled off the latex gloves and dropped them in the garbage.With the straps removed from around her knees the metal stirrups straightened as I turned the crank until her legs were side by side and almost touching. She was going to endure some very serious muscle movement and involuntary spasms.