I breathed deeply. My arms ached from being in the same position so long. I felt both of Marks hands under my hips, he heaved me hips up off the table... and slid what was left of my little ass off the end of the table. My arms were stretched as far as they could being still tied. I could see the frown begin on Marks face. He walked around to the head of the bench, unfastened my binds and brought my arms to my sides. "That's better," he exclaimed. Returning back to the end of the bench, I heard. Marlon looked at his notes and read the statements from David Long. Hestated that his wife was devastated that they wouldn't havegrandchildren. David fumed that Martin McCormick had a son and that hedidn't. He stated that the families of criminals should bear someresponsibility for the crimes committed by their family. Marlon asked him if he meant monetary and David shook his head. "Moneyisn't the answer...no the punishment should be more personal.When Marlon asked to explain all David said. Ami kakhono thap gulo aste aste marchilam aar kakhono kakhono jore jore ghoshe ghoshe thap marchilam. Khanik khon thapabar por ami hath ta samner dike niye giye Sapna boudeer guuder kont ta ke niye angul diye kure kure dite thaklam. Ei bhabe pond marte marte khaik pore ami ponder phutor bhetore amar pheda gulo chere dilam ar Sapna boudeeo songe songe amar hathe oopore guuder jol gulo kol kol kore chere dilo. Amar pheda berobar por ami jakhon amar laura ta Sapna boudeer ponder bhetor theke bar. After all, she'd rarely gotten hurt in her life, and never to This extent. The men seemed to be aware of this and allowed her several minutes of blissful rest, almost to the point where she began to wonder if they were done hurting her. Alas, it wasn't to be, which she discovered as she saw the first man walking over to her once more. In his hand, he held a box cutter, much like you can purchase at any hardware store. The razor-edge glinted in the light of the room as he stepped closer to her,.