After proper training and indoctrination they’re employed at a good wage and I make a profit. Quite a few of them send money home to their families....��“That’s not helping them,” Nancy retorted. “That’s exploiting them. What you’re doing is illegal and immoral. You’re just taking advantage of their helplessness.”“That’s fine talk from someone who has most probably never missed a meal in her entire life. Many of these girls were already selling their bodies on the streets for little more than. Play and explore my body, I would just lay down and let her play like a little girl... the problem was I wanted a bit more than that... someone who would shave my p**** and give my o**l)... I couldn't open up with her... I was afraid she would think I was looking for a slave... It was difficult for me... my fantasy was a difficult one it looked like a slave and master... I would never get into pain, hurting insulting, beating, such acts... It was love passion, romance, hugging, fondling but NO. I was in a 5 year situation before that ended badly, I guess you would say. I’m just, umm, ... wary, you might say.”We took a cab to Skinners and on the way I asked him, “So, this prospect, is she younger, older? Just looking for a hook-up, or do you want to find a girlfriend.”“Well, she’s tall and has an ass that would drive you crazy. Pretty, maybe 5 years older than me, has a great laugh, and her eyes sparkle when she looks at me. I’d love to bounce my loins off her cheeks bent over in front. So, she found a job in a small company. The owner of the company Mr. Muthuraj slowly seduced her and fucked her. Eventually, she started sharing her with Ramaratnam, who was his friend. The two men took care of her well. Finally, she was sent to me without any of us knowing our relationship. I took pity on Mallika. I said that I wanted to take care of her because she was my cousin’s wife. If she would be interested in me sexually that was fine with me, but that it was also fine if she were not..