Well money does talk. Oh, and the man had fixed it so that the necessary periodic adjustments of the prosthetic legs was automatic and paid for in per...petuity.Oh, and the mask thing was introduced to me a day later. I hadn’t been sure about that one, the legs yes, but a mask? But, Owen had made the case that it was no different than a guy buying a hair piece to hide his otherwise not so hot looks. At any rate, I had acquiesced. I still got looks, mainly because of the mask, but at least now they. Ana athee peruku thaan antha maariage rombhaa simple ha nadekumm avankuooda unakuu register maariage, ana thali mathaa sambarthiyumm ellaam un appa kuduaa thaan ithuu thaan anthaa idea nu enkuu explain panningaa.Naaneumm avanga idea yosichuu paatheen ok nalla idea nu thononechuu, yaarkuu inthaa chance kedikumm own father ku 2nd wife ha kalyanam panraa chancee so enkuu amma sonna idea happy ha thoneachuu. Appuram naan en amma kita intha kalyankuu enku ok nu sonnen enga amma rombhaa happy enna. "How extensive is it?" I asked.She smiled."Its nothing sinister or anything, we use it for education purposes and information sharing, it has its limits though." She sad non-nonchalantly"What kind of limits?" I asked.She seemed to think for a minute."Well like I said we use it for education, so I am a Doctor, all I had to do was meditate for a few weeks on the subject of medicine and the information was transferred from our collective to me, but it only transfers information, not experience,. Sethu put his big hands on her blouse and pulled breaking the buttons. He ripped the blouse off and then managed to unhooked her bra forcibly. Instinctively Saroja covered her topless body and attempted to run from Sethu. Sethu managed to grab the pallu and pulled her towards him. Saroja managed to twist and ran again but Sethu trap her on the kitchen door. As he pinned her against the door, he got his T-shirt and baniyan off. He unzipped his jeans and threw it away. While he did this, he was.