It was very traumatic for me..." Fuck. I know it was, believe me. I want to make it up to you." He slid his hand over hers. "Please..."His voice almos...t broke when he said that and she knew he was sincere then."Ok. I will."His hand squeezed hers and he thanked her.Walking back into the sprawling house this time, she felt a bit more hesitant and less in awe of everything. The dogs were all over him and then cautiously sniffing her out. She laughed and began to touch them, not being afraid of dogs. Things went well & the results of my Class X came. I got 556/600 & Sindhu got 540/600. I was sad that she got lesser marks than me as she was a great ranker in the school. Her mother called me & asked me about my well being, after a week. (Sindhu introduced me to her mother as a friend.) We became very close that her mother invited me for lunch, the following day.I went to her house in the best formal I had that time. I rang the bell. In a few seconds, the door was opened by Sindhu’s mom. She. It was just big enoughto hold a small metal frame bed and a narrow dresser. The dresser held atin wash bowl and a pitcher. My work day was 24 hours a day and the workweek was seven days a week. When we were not working customers or otherduties we could sleep. If we didn't perform up to snuff the madam wouldencourage us with her rubber whip. Once was definitely enough. Theclients were all men, usually lower class working men. The fees werepaid to the madam usually, but we weren't paid at all.. It felt weird but perfect at the same time. She took my hand and said, "Dance with me." Of course I did. My heart was pounding like crazy but, hopefully, she hadn't noticed. I stood in front of her, trying so hard to make my moves seem natural, but every time I looked at her eyes I felt weak at the knees. We were pretty close to each other but she put her hands around my waist and pulled me closer. So close that I could feel her breath on my skin. So close that I could smell her perfume.We.