" I felt the turn, more than saw it, as their eyes focused on the side of my face, "Sometimes. A stranger's ears are the very best medicine." Sastrang...er's ears, huh? Sometatimes, I thathink that's all that susurrounds m-me."There was a subtle movement, a light corn-silk wave, as they turned to look out the passenger window. Energy drifted away, grabbing at thought. That dark cloak pulled itself tighter around them."I guess, I'm just… depressed."I could hear their inner struggle and uneasiness. " How old are you guys, you do look like brothers?" I say not evenrealizing my question made me sound like a little kid.Brian puts his hand over my shoulder and smiles at me. "Well I am 15 andmy big brother is 16 almost 17. You're a little too young for me but mybig brother would probably date a little girl like you hahaha." Hey screw you Brian that's messed up she is way too young for me plusshe is with Max." I am starting to get pissed hearing everyone referringto me as a little girl instead. One fine day they told that on Saturday evening we want to meet so we can know each other and will have fun. We exchanged our contact no and left for work.On Saturday morning Nilesh called me and invited me and give address of his home where we were meeting. I was waiting for this day for long so was so much excited that the day looked like a month and finally the evening came and I called Nilesh that I am coming and left home. On the way I bought some snacks and reached the address given and. Na een poosje zo te zijn vernederd haalde ze de staaf er met een snelle beweging uit, om mijn nog open staande aars direct weer te vullen met een butplug, denk er aan niet verliezen anders zwaait er wat zei ze streng, ik kneep mijn aars zo stijf mogelijk dicht. Lucinda maakte mijn boeien los van de bok en gebood mij te gaan staan. Ze pakte een hand en zei me te volgen. Tijdens het lopen slingerde er iets tegen mijn benen, het leek wel of er een gewichtje aan de butplug zat, het geen het binnen.