It was the sounds again, those terrible crackingand snapping sounds I couldn't escape.The bedroom door burst open then Carol was there, taking my tiny... body inher arms, rocking me back and forth, my head on her breasts, gentlystroking my long golden hair."There, there, sweetie," she cooed. "Mommy's here now. It was just a baddream."Mommy. I still couldn't get used to calling her that, but I knew I'd haveto."Was it the same dream?"I nodded. It was always the same dream."This can't go on," said. Maya madam, can you take out your saree? “And without waiting for my permission, Dr. Khan removed paloo from my blouse and Dr. Shah pulled the saree from my petticoat. And in few seconds my saree was removed by these two people. Dr. Shah called my husband “Mr. Rajesh, can you take this saree and put on table (there was no place to put it)?I was on table in blouse and petticoat. My breasts were now more visible. My husband came inside and picked up the saree and went out again. Dr. Shah asked me. I drove to the other side of the field and the only way I could get her back into the van was to tell her that a car load of Turks was coming through the field after her. The rest of the night was spent with her naked in the van and me trying to calm her down. Finally, about daybreak, she seemed to wake up and asked me why she was naked inside the van. Another thing about T is she likes to fuck around and try and get away with it without you finding out about. Even though I told her it is. .The man leant down over her ready to roll her into the hole, grabbing first one hand and then the other, placing metal cuffs on her wrists, behind her back, to prevent her using her arms.. Quickly, he rolled her over once, and the weight of the cement on her feet dragged her down into the hole.Leaving her lying there screaming insults at him, the man returned to the cement mixer, filling it with gravel and cement. It would only take minutes to mix the concrete that would encase Lisa for.