Indian Girlfriend

"Just drive," she murmured - this time with a twinkle in her eyes.We were silent as I pulled into the parking garage in the basement ofmy building. We rode the elevator up to my floor in continued silence.The pensive mood was broken as I opened the door to my place andadmitted her. She was captivated by the opulence - opulent to her - ofmy place. She was further enchanted by the breathtaking view of theboat basin below and the lake beyond. A short distance away, carswhizzed across the elevated bridge where Lake Shore Drive passed overthe locks separating the Chicago River from Lake Michigan."This is nice," she offered, staring out into the night. "Very, verynice."The words sounded sincere, but there was that touch of distance again,as there had been before we went to Ringers. I turned her to face me."It is," I agreed, "now that you are here. You are the first woman Ihave brought here and the only one I want." I won't always be here," she corrected. "I told you that." Yes you will," I. "Save yourself from this pain, and confess!" Kirsten leaned closer to my face."I must not say that! It is not true! Not true! I'm not the servant of the Devil! Please, believe me!" Even if I did, my child, I have to get proof." Kirsten turned towards Steve, "But I do not believe."The man pumped the handles of the bellows. The fresh air gave new life to the coals, and the effect was instantaneous, as if was put on a hot stove. I yowled like an animal as the ruthless heat of the fire seared my exposed ass. I was nearly dancing on the rack, even if this seemed impossible a few minutes ago. The drops of perspiration hissed under the rack. My body was taut like a bow, every muscle trying to keep me up at all costs. Steve pressed the bellows continually. "Aaaaa, nooo, aaaaieeeeee!!!" I wasn't able to control myself. Then he suddenly stopped. I flopped down to the rack, but raised myself again at once, shouting. The grate was burning hot. I was arching my body frantically to keep my ass.
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