She collapsed to all fours and then lay on the ground, rolled to her side and pulled up her knees. She looked like a small child.I could see blood on ...er white thighs and trickling from her nose. She moaned steadily and sighed, "Please, please, please" over and over."Y'want another go, Jess?" one of the men said as he buttoned his waist. The man at the fire shook his head."Wan' me to kill 'er then?" the lean man who had been buggering her asked, drawing my big knife from my belt."Naw," the. But my mind, my mind was somewhere else. My mind was back in my childhood bedroom. I wanted to be there again. Back in the place where no one got finger blasted ever. Back in the place where there were no lap tops to forget or business shirts to sweat through. Back in the place where I could just pretend to do business with my stuffed animals and not actually have to do real business for IBM with mean people like Jim Karfagne. Jim Karfagne was a dick. Who did he think he was starting a finger. " The two men exchange looks and smile, suspicion blooms in my mind. Now they are banded together, what is going on here?"Well done love."Palto congratulates me. "Now we can talk."I stare at him in confusion. "This was a test?"I ask but am reluctant to believe them."No,"Vashe answers with a smile."This was a choice." Ah, but I think the talking will have to wait. It looks like you have some company."Palto smiles as he looks behind me."What?"The images fade. I wake to fingers caressing my bare. Soon we reached India Gate and got down luckily there was no rain around there. The auto driver was staring at me as I wasn’t the cute school girl any more who hired his vehicle but more as a sexy item girl. I liked the surprised look in the driver’s eyes.We started walking towards Rashtrapati Bhavan and enjoying the cool wind. Now I was gathering a massive number of stares so I had to put on my blazer just to relieve myself from the insecurity. We went to one of the park next to Rashtrapati.