I was about to leave then suddenly a familiar voice came from behind… Yess it was Pia… I enquired about my friend to which she replied that no one...is at home they will be returning in the evening… I used to call her dee as she was elder to me and i had no such intentions moreover i didn’t knew much about sex at that point of time… I went back to my homeAt night i got a call from an unknown number… I picked it up and a sweet voice came from the speaker of the phonePia- Tarun it’s Pia.Me- Haan. " I went up the stairs to my room. I had barely eaten at home since I turned fourteen, going out to meet friends, eating out and shopping well after the tourists in London went home was much more interesting. Reduced Oriental food in Camden market, take aways from Yo! And hot food eaten with chopsticks by the side of the road. Me and my friends were the cool kids, we were the ones that tourists stared at. Students visiting the city wanted to be us, hanging out and looking awesome.I threw my. The hardware department turned out to be a storehouse of toys. Toys for you, that is; torture gadgets, for me. Once you'd gathered what you needed, we headed to the check out lane. You made me tote the tall folding ladder. I couldn't protest, it helped to hide the fact that I was leashed and being treated like nothing more than your pet -- which you seemed to enjoy calling me often.Cashiers are a nosey lot, especially when it comes to the private items of each customer. I thought that having a. Instead, I apologised to the nurses for my outburst the day before, and convinced them to come back and tell me stories about my parents visiting the island when I was unconscious. I read the rest of the journal, spent time studying the portraits they’d left in my room, and giggled at the knitting attempts my mother had made – she was apparently good at other skills like embroidery, but couldn’t knit to save her life, though she tried every time she came to see me. Usually she’d give up in.