The kameez was hugging her wide hips and her bum swayed making tight creases as she walked and I saw one Danish white guy follow her from behind with ...is phone camera. She was next to me and she noticed him but ignored and liked the attention she got. She told me, I think that white guy likes my dress and she giggled as she cupped her mouth with her hands. He was behind her all the time and she removed her white silky unna(a soft cloth that covers her breasts and hangs over the shoulders onto. I have a room upstairs, we could go up and I could show you the joys of anal. I will be gentle." She says, "But I'm here with my friends and I don't normally go off with strangers." He says, "Go tell your friends, you met a handsome guy and you will be going, I will take very good care of you, I will drive you home in the morning." She says "I suppose I could." She walks away, she talks to her friends. She is back. He takes her by the hand, they walk to the elevator. In. .."A voice spoke, "No, you're not. In some ways you're worse. You givenothing of yourself. You live at half speed. You do no wrong, but do nogood. You, unlike them can slip under the radar, and make your illnessseem good..." But what the hell can you do about that? They have... fire, anger.I've got just resignation and fear... can't do anything with that!" That remains to be seen..."There was a faint smell of something... and the world faded again...I was on a bed. Strapped down. I tried. ’ ‘You’re welcome.’ He smiled into her hair and folded her into his arms. ‘I love you, Lucy.’ ‘I love you, too,’ and she kissed him with a heartfelt grace. That night she wore the fabric to their bedroom, draped around her body like a sari. The creased fabric rode over her like ocean waves, encircling her hips, gliding diagonally over her chest and dropping in a graceful waterfall over one shoulder. ‘Like it?’ She turned in a pirouette so he could see. ‘Hmmm….’ he ran his hands over the silk,.