The pearls. The purse. The bra. The panties. Everything inside your panties too, including your pussy and your ass. It's mine. Shall I peel off your s...ilks and shall we take a better look at you? Eh, pretty lady? Or would you prefer do it yourself?"Harriet wailed, for it was already too much. "Oh God! There's no money! I swear it! I have credit cards and you can take them! And my necklace, anything you want. But don't touch me! Please don't touch me! I beg you. I can't stand this any more!"It. After that we kind of chatted for couple of days. I got to know that her name is Rashmi, She is from Calcutta and even she is recently married. Her husband and Naveen used to leave for office at the same time. As Rajni couldn’t speak or understand Hindi, she couldn’t understand what is happening between Rashmi and me.After few more days, Rashmi invited me to her home for tea at around 4 PM. I asked Rajni if she wants to join me and she refused as she can’t speak Hindi. So I left alone. She was. Or tries to convert me to their political views… it’s so depressing.’‘You talk to him for a long time Mummy.’‘I like talking to him. It’s actually a pleasure. He’s like... the only person who it’s actually a pleasure to talk to. He’s always happy.’ She’s still talking slowly and avoiding any eye contact. ‘He’s so laid back and chilled out. He’s funny. He makes me laugh. He… ‘ she pauses for a few seconds ‘...understands me.’ Suddenly it feels like I am in the wrong movie or something. I can’t. Reminding me just what I was, what I needed to do to pretend that I was OK.The captain took me to some other shops, where I bought some girl's clothes, and some other girl's things, including some tools of my trade, things I had learnt from the other girls. I had never spent money in a shop before. The captain seemed to have a great deal of money, and he let me buy anything I asked him for, though he warned me I had to carry anything I bought.As we passed through the town square, there was a.