In his hand was a leash and attached to the leash was a naked girl, crying."Another one you say?" The masked man sighed as he took a sip of red wine. ...He lifted his mask just a bit to stick a straw under it. "The same fight goes on and on. These underground fighters... they do the same thing over and over again. Winner gets rewarded the same way. Loser gets punished the same way. If only we could somehow raise the stakes and gets better fighters." Sir?" The blue haired thug tugged on the leash.. Seema took the shopping bag and inspected the items chocolates, chips and emergency pill. She took the pill and gulped it without water. I lit my cigarette and kept puffing and sipping the tea. Suddenly Seema asked if she can try one puff I offered her my stick and she started smoking, of course she couldn’t because smoking isn’t something which was invented for ladies.Casually she asked me don’t you want to take bath, I replied affirmative. And she offered me to take bath with her. Now this. I told, there is nothing to hide and it’s common. She came near to me and picked out one of her panties and showed and asked what about these? I said the same. She now came and sat on my lap. I was shocked but enjoying that. She opened her top two buttons of her nighty and showed her bra and asking about that. I understood her intentions and I told her there is nothing wrong.I moved her nighty down and started pressing her boobs saying nothing wrong in this? In a naughty manner. She replied ,. "Marianne kissed Layla tenderly on the lips, wiping the tear from her cheek."Oh! Layla. It's only 'cos I love you so much! Okay! Okay! You're right! I can do it. It'll be fucking hard. But I can do it. 'Slong as we stay together tonight. I'm sure there's a few things we haven't tried out!"Layla sniffed and brushed the back of her hand across her eyes. "I don't believe that's possible!" she said with a sad laugh, happy that Marianne seemed to have come round to seeing sense.The following morning.