Justice. Sweet justice. Memories came as goose bumps prickled the back of his neck. He was getting close. Any other time, the tragic memories woul... have been too painful to bear. But not anymore. Now they only heightened his sexual pleasure and vindication.He remembered the time he was chained to a pole in the plantations courtyard and whipped. All this because he laid hands on a white overseer who was fucking his sister. He came upon them under the shade of a tree. Her pretty black. Mom was half exposed in that cheap saree…When we were in the railway station we decided to board a train to Chennai .But we saw police constables and si Thomas there.We were sure that they were searching for us.Mom: what to do gopal?Me: let’s board a bus .Not from the bus station but from a stop so the police risk would be very lowMom: good idea.We went to a bus booking office and booked two tickets for us.They gave us two tickets to Chennai and waited for the air bus to arriveMom: I am happy. She’d never really trusted Anderson but, recently, it seemed he’d been behaving himself. She now wondered if she’d missed any signs that he might be seeing someone else. But her mind drew a blank. If anything, of late, he seemed to have calmed down a little. He had been preoccupied with his work rather than going out drinking and chasing anyone in a skirt. And their sex life had never been better. She recalled the last time they had fucked and felt her pussy stir with desire. Anderson could. Once she was seated, everyone started digging in.Mark was famished, and while he didn’t know exactly what he was eating, it tasted pretty good.While he was eating, he was wondering about who he would get to fuck tonight?“Don’t worry about it, they have something planned.““Keeping secrets from me huh? So that’s how this is going to be?“, he thought to Cricket.“Well, yeah, us girls gotta stick together!“, she spoke into his mind with an evil laugh.When supper was over, everyone got up and backed.