There were 7 of us trying to adjust and sit in my husband’s Santro car. My husband was driving and my brother-in-law who was slightly bulky was in t...he front seat with his 13 year old daughter on his lap. That left 4 of us on the rear seat – my parents in law, my husband’s chitappa (paternal uncle) and myself. Since I was the youngest and slimmest (I still maintain my figure!) I was forced to adjust and sit on my father-in-law’s lap. It was already past 11:30 at night when we started from. The most painful part was the bruised femur in my left leg. If there was any one injury to stop me tonight, I think this would be it.There were only ten feet between me and their table when Reggie, Sylvia and his two minions become aware of the room’s silence and started to look around. When they noticed me limping their way the shock that registered on their faces was almost comical. It was obvious I was the last person they expected to see tonight.You see, Reggie promised to end my life the. Staying alert I relaxed and digging my phone out showed him some of the pictures I had taken of them being installed when the management wasn’t there. He seemed to forget I was female and asked different questions about how they were installed. Infact I felt a little put out at the fact he was more interested in the machines instead of me. The longer we chatted the more I got to like him. Eric took out of his bag an iPad and started tapping away. Me I seemed to let my mind wander while we. Where?To the bed? To the cat?She indicated the bed-head behind her. “Guess we’d better get you looking the part then,” Isniggered, tugging her nightdress up over her kneesuntil those sexy little green panties of her wereclearly visible. She looked shocked but made no attemptto address the situation either by tugging the silkymaterial back down or by closing up her legs totally.After all if one is wishing to be tied up and brutallyraped, there isn’t much point is.