It is still dark. I remember sleeping naked, but I am now wearing a summer dress… Porn Besides, I am feeling cold… and the cold is creeping into my ‘secret’ places… Jeez! Finding the cuff of the shackle coincides with my realisation that I am now in some sort of chamber or cave or passage and that what little I can see is by some miracle of the dream. “Hello”
“Hello… How are you?”
“I… I am… I am glowingly fine, I guess?”
“Er… why?”
“I na… I had this dream…”
“There you go!”
“Arre… you want the short version or the long one?”
“The short version”
“Well… huh ok… in that case… I just got thoroughly fucked!”
“Ahemm… Inappropriate!”
“I believe my pussy disagrees”
“Besharam… I think I will pass by, if you are ok with it.”
“I’ll be waiting… hey… do you by any chance have those handcuffs?”
“Byeeee… see ya soon.”
*Besharam is a Hindi word, it means ‘shameless’.
