After two hours and hundreds of dresses on racks, we were beginning todespair that anything would be right. Nothing seemed to click. Westopped for a c...ffee and a break from walking. Coffee break over, wechecked our makeup and continued the search.Two shops later, we found two dresses that were promising. Danielletried the red one on first, a halter neck with the bodice covering herbreasts just leaving a hint of cleavage. It flared out over her slimhips to just above the knee. Simple but. Media reporters interviewed me but I chose to keep my cards close to my vest.He tried to cop a plea to a lesser charge; however, the prosecutor would not go for the reduced plea. The criminal trial lasted two days before his high dollar defense team decided the best alternative would be pleading guilty and hoping the court would be lenient. The parade of injured and other witnesses brought into court was a burden of proof the defense could not overcome. He did not get jail time but his. Wo mere ghr k thik samne wale ghr m kiraye p rhte the. Unki famiky mein unke sas sasur bhaiya bhabhi 20 sal ki ldki aur ek unka new born baby tha. Bhaiya hmesa ghr se bahat rhte the chuki wo private company m the to idhr udhr lge rhte the.Kuch din bitte k bad hmari family aur unki famiky mein ghulmel ho gya aur hm log hm normal parichay se ekdm bindas ate jate rhte the.Ek din mai sunah utha to dekha ki bhabhi bikni peheni hui thi chuki mere room se unka upr wala room saf saf dikhta tha isiliye.. In front of the hearth was a large leather sofa, with a table and chair beside it. Raisa was pushed into it. She did not speak. She was either too tired or too scared.The large while sofa was soft and very comfortable. Raisa laid back to catch her breath. She was so tired.The two slaves disappeared through another door and Raisa heard the sound of running water. The two slaves chattered as they worked but Raisa could not hear what they were saying. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a.