.Finally, she said,“Ok nisha, its the last thing I want you to do.. And then you can relieve .. Tell me your profile.. Your name, age, address, heig...ht, your figure, complexion, and your current identification …Now go on start..”I quickly started,“My name is nisha, age 20 years, address girls hostel, height 5 foot 5 inches, figure 34-26-34, complexion milky fair, and currently I m a slave of my mistress pritika..””“Ok, what is your desire now?”“I want to pee..”“Why?”With this question, I got. Well, 'poof''s the wrong word. It's 'gay' now. So, he probably doesn't even fancy me anyway. And then when we'd got onto our third joint, along came PB and his old woman, Mary. And they took their clothes off, too! Even though it wasn't that hot really!But we got ever so stoned.When PB and Mary and George left, I felt a bit unwell really. I like shit, but I'm not really as hip to it as Bill and Sam. They're due back on Tuesday. I can't wait! Let's hope Bill's brings back some good LPs from. The other side of the coin is that we would be trading one dangerous situation for another. ‘I’ll call him and discuss it more with him. What do you think Manny?’ The question was a mere formality. There was no doubt in my mind that Craig would do the same if the shoe was on the other foot. ‘He’d do it for us if we asked boss, but with the situation we’re in at the moment…’ He shrugged. ‘Anyway give Ronin a call and see what happens.’ Ronin was Craig’s old nickname given to him because of his. As Mandy prepared to start dressing me in her bedroom, I saw herreadying some fresh thick cloth nappies on the change table. I shook myhead in silent denial, my blue eyes wide. She signalled me to comecloser to the table with her crooked index finger. "Come here, littlegirl," she ordered with a grim smile. "It's time to put Baby Candy'snappies back on."I begged her not to diaper me again. "Please Aunty Mandy, I don'treally need nappies. I'm really fifteen years old, not two," I timidlyreminded.