Remember, dear, if yourwrists are limp, your chest must be out." Yes, Ma'am", Robbie said, befuddled."Good, girl", she said before turning to the rest... and said, "To thebarre girls."The men went to the barre and awaited her instructions. Robbie staredinto the floor to ceiling mirror that the barre was attached to. Hewanted to cry at the reflection of the overweight sissy in a leotardstaring back at him. He was embarrassed by his thighs and waist andjealous of the skinnier and longer legged. She was limited to “merci” and “au revoir.” Whatever he said was met with great approval as several men burst into laughter. It rolled down the hallway and sent a shiver through her. It felt deliciously naughty to be sitting like this with so many men close by. She couldn’t help but put her fingertip on the throbbing spot between her thighs. If they only knew, she sighed.The lazy motion of her finger wiggling back and forth took her focus. Still, yearning for release, the nearness of her man. As the trip continued the whispers became less guarded and I would be able to catch the occasional phrase. From those phrases I gleaned that Honey was describing our house and some of the things she and Beth had done. Those conversations led to the packages in the back of the Jeep and by the time we pulled into our drive way and Boner met us, they were giggling and laughing. Sugar was begging Honey to tell her what was in the packages, but Honey refused.As we drove up to the house, Sugar. Hum bate krne lge, fir wo boli k krishna tm kya kr rhe the scarry house me, mai anjan bnte hue, kya hua nd kiya kiya maine to wo muskurati hui boli kuch nhi maine bola btao n kya hua.Maine force kiya to boli k andhere me tm mjhe jb sahara de rhe thetb tmhara haath mere sine pr tha, to maine kha ohh sorry mai jaan bhuj k yhe nbi kya, wo boli its ohkk, fir wo merekhnde pr sir rkh so gai sb so rhe the raat ka time tha 9 bj gye tha, aur pune ko 1 ghnta tha,sb log thk chuke the, hlki se light me.