The articles consisted of a chain garter-belt that held up silver mesh stockings and a metal and leather breast harness that was designed out of two s...ets of metal rings.One rested snug against my chest wall connected with four leather straps that connected a second smaller ring that was the exact diameter as my puffy coral colored areoles. Once I had managed to force my two swollen udders into the harness my handler drew the leather straps over my shoulders and then tightened the strap that was. I was closer to the place the pot was stored, and I strode over to the little kick-step that I used to reach places too high to reach without it. Brian seemed surprised I hadn't just expected him to get it down himself. I stood on the step, quickly opening the cupboard door, knowing that way it would shield my face, but nothing below the neck. I reached up for the crock pot, and again, the loosely tied robe slid open, revealing my breasts through the sheer nightie. Brian couldn't see me, so. An experience borne of someone else’s lie, and one that will stay with me, as well as everyone else involved. I will never forget the night I was at a party, went to my car to get my phone, called her back. ‘They arrested him,’ she said. I can think of no more fitting analogy than the environment in which I was in when I heard those words. It was cold, I was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, the wind was stiff. It was dark out, yet there was a bit of a glow from the full moon and clear atmosphere. I. Sir: Evaritho ina ..?Me: Chesava?Sri: Enti?Me: dont tease me!Sri: Orey pichi moddu.. nekosame waiting ikkada andi.Me: YahoooSri: Orey Melliga, Idi school.Sri: Ey itu chudu, neku emaina difference telusthunda?me: emi difference?Sri: naaloMe: Ha nuvvu aa roju nundi bra veyadamledu.Sri: Orey neku telusa?Me: Roju nuvvu raagane nenu chusedi ade kada!Sri: Mari itu chuduani, thana kongu koncham pakkaku jaripindi, sallu mottham blouse lo nundi bayatapedthu.nenu alage chusthu unna, aa sallu ippativaraku.