Arranged on the various hooks and shelves where things I’d only ever seen in cheap porn movies. Whips, paddles, clamps, dildos and more frightening ...than any of that were the highly polished knives arranged in size order like some trophy cabinet. Then below that, was a doctor’s bag, open and laid out to show hypodermics, tubing and various other objects I didn’t even recognise.“You sick sick bastard! What the fuck is this place, your very own torture chamber?”Turning around I faced him, my heart. This one is a drop dead knockout red head-- she looks very Irish withthe flame red hair.He notices vibrant violet eyes.Of course once again for the third time. Pointed ears like an elf.The shape of the eyes is just shocking.Her face.Her body just screaming supermodel at all points.This girl SHOULD to be in the movies--That Jack worked on--she's got the look!! she can do it!!She steps in a couple barely a foot or so into the room.AND time seems a slowdown for Jack as he's looking at her.He gets. See you when I come back diary.January 29th.Dear diary,I woke up early this morning after having my recurring dream. I don't know why I'm having these dreams but I wish they would stop. I'm sick of waking up covered in sweat, shaking and my vagina soaking wet. I decided I'm not going to waste my wet pussy so I reached into my panties and started tickling my clit, as soon as I touched my clit I pushed my head back into my pillow and moaned softly, I just wish that it was Dad tickling my. The husband is a short guy and he used to work as a medical rep. He used to be in town for 15 days and another 15 days he will go out of stations.Coming to the heroine, she is 5 feet and has a perfect structure. She is from a village and always used to wear sari at home. I never paid much attention to her as I used to work in night and used to sleep in the morning. Usually when I used to come home at 5:30 AM I used to see her cleaning the floor outside her door. In one of those days when I was.