Veeresha was still silent. Her eyes were full of tears when she made eye contact with Irsha who was held in position by the two muscular guys. “How ...can I possibly free you from this situation?” she thought.“Take me.” Veeresha finally spoke. “Take me instead of her as your sex slave.”Saying this Veeresha took off her sari’s pallu to show her blouse covered chest. Seeing her tiny chest covered with a loose blouse and absolutely no cleavage made the rich man laugh.“Do you think that I would be. It's understood," I said, admitting defeat. "Good..." he said and chuckled. I had never heard Tony chuckle before and the sound was one I didn't want to hear again any time soon. It had a malicious tinge to it that bespoke of horrors I couldn't begin to contemplate. "Lift up your skirt," he said, sitting back down again. I put my hands to the hem of the skirt and raised the material. It was then that I realized that I could see myself clearly in the mirrors behind his family's well-stocked. Dragging her outside the factory the foreman told her off for a solid ten minutes, told her about the danger of her clothes getting caught in machinery, how her open toed shoes provided no protection, how she needed to wear a safety helmet, told her that if she wanted to work there she would have to dress properly. Listening to the foreman shout, George became aware of jeering and laughter from his workmates, the more the foreman yelled, the louder was the laughter and jeering. George tried to. ’ ‘But…’ Jessie began just before the line went dead. Izzy slowly replaced the receiver, not quite sure how to face Daniel. He’d heard her joking about him, she knew that he’d heard. And he so wasn’t impressed. ‘Are you going to yell at me again?’ she finally asked shooting him a nervous look. ‘No, but I’m seriously thinking about the eating you bit though.’ She looked at him sharply to see a fiendish grin on his face. ‘Daniel!’ she whispered apprehensively. ‘Relax Izzy!’ he finally took pity.