Fuck, this was really happening. I was going to go outside and let someone have their way with me.I could feel a small part of me getting nervous, sca...ed - but I ignored it. Almost mechanically, I made my way to the door of my room, making for the stairs. I don't think I was really thinking with my whole mind, otherwise I would have been too terrified to do it. As it was, my whole body was shivering, little shudders running under my skin. Thoughts of being forced to the ground and fucked like a. This mental picture brought a sudden change in Ajay's body and to come out of it, he shook his head to clear the vision.After some time when his mother returned with the dishes and was under the light, Ajay eyes instantly looked up and this time he could see the shape of her breasts wrapped in a bra. He knew it was wrong to look at his mother but every time she passed under the lights by instinct his eyes followed her and on her third visit, when she came under the lights, Ajay was looking down. Maintaining his deception, he cracked one eye open and watched the scene unfold before him. A woman was being roughly shoved into his cell. The small window high on his cell provided ample light for him to make out her face. She was not a gorgeous creature by most people’s standards, but had a beauty that seemed to be hidden. Despite a nose that looked like it may have been broken a long time in the past and fading bruises on her face, she had an inner beauty. Her eyes shone in the reflected. For now, though, the final pair of shoes was definitely fit only for porn modelling, with ridiculously high heels and even a strap to allow the shoes to be locked in place. Quite what this grinning idiot sales bimbo thought of a respectable young businesswoman like me wearing these things, I had no idea - clearly, once this ordeal was behind me I would have to find a new shoe shop.Unable to look the salesgirl in the eye any longer, I took the final items still boxed without even glancing.