"Meera madam is very irritable and flares up at very small things," Maya said."Anything else," chachu asked."Yes, earlier she used to stare at the cro...ches of the servants and any other adult man she met but now she is staring at the crotched of children and licking her lips," Maya said."Anything else?" chachu asked."Mala said Meera madam is always thinking about fucking. If she does not get a cock soon then she'll start fucking all her servants one by one and any other males she sees," Maya. She had been a huddled mass of dirty rags and bruises. Now she is cleaned up and her dark curls shimmer in the sunlight. Her eyes are full of curiosity and wonder. She almost looks like the happy teenager that she should have been. But rather than the smile of happiness on her face I detect a note of worry on her brow."Yes Alys, what is it?" I ask as she stops out of breath next to me. "Have you been treated well?" I wonder if she has been exposed to any xenophobic, narrow-minded, attitude by. .. but ... that's not what you want, is it?" she said quietly."No ... I need some space and time to think about what I want for myself. Matt will be off to college in the not-too-distant future, and Jess won't be far behind. I'll be forty this December. Half my life is gone and I want to be sure that whatever I decide, I'll be satisfied and happy with it."I'd been staring out the side window as I talked, but I turned and looked at Ali. I saw tracks of tears on her cheeks. I didn't know what to. We were staying in this really crappy travel trailer that had no heat and barely kept the rain out. One night he brought home some really sleazy men that he said would keep me and my brother all warm. We had blankets, but he told us we were big kids now and our little sisters needed them to stay warm. They were too small for these men to help keep warm. I told him them I was going to the porta potty before bed. Instead I ran away. I knew how those men were going to keep us warm! All I have are.