I don’t hesitate to affix the weighted nipple clamps. Properly adorned, my lover winces just a wee bit as I give the angels a teasing tug.“I love ...them.” She winks, gives me a kiss that meets my passion, but quickly breaks our embrace with a bite on my lip.Smiling, and stepping up onto the table, she faces the full-length mirror and begins a slow striptease dance. The soft-lit room enhances her movements, the shadows from candlelight flashing across her skin. I ease back into my chair, swirling. I went and asked for directions. Why don't you ask the other people who were at the party he was having?" I replied."Never mind that. Why did you kill him, Lindsy? What was he to you?" Detective Jefferson asked me."I didn't kill him. I want a lawyer. I refuse to answer any further questions until I am represented by counsel," I said."Come on. You know you don't need a lawyer... unless you have something to hide," he said with a sneer. He was definitely trying to provoke me."Actually, according. .Unhone andr akr pucha mummy khn hn to mne kaha wo to sb log bahar gaye hn..To wo jane lagi pr achanak ruki or rone lagi. Mne kaha kya hua aunty to boli k mn aaj tumhari mummy se yhi baat karne aai thi ki mn kya karun mere pati to mere sath kuch karte hi ni..Or unke aansu behne lage..Mn unke pass jakr unka hath pkdkr unko chup karane laga .. Unke itna kareeb m kbhi ni aaya tha.. Aj to mujhe himmat karni hi thi..Mne halle se apna dusra hath unki gaand pr rkhdia.. Ab wo mere gale lagkr rone. I’ve got an appointment in South Ken,” Freddy boasted. Ella smiled. “Well then, it’s just me and Fatima. But hey! We can always go down the Elephant. You fancy that, Fatima?” “Yeah. Sure,” Fatima agreed, sealing the seam of her three-skinner and tightening the twist. “Whatever.” Thank fuck for Lebanon’s principal export, which ensured that the next few hours passed by with rather less stress and tension than it might otherwise have done. And also spared Fatima the embarrassment of seeing.