What had Laura told this girl? Why had she paid her to do Mary Ann for me? "We can't do that. Tess would have your ass and mine too. She's the only on... that does that for me."We sat at the kitchen table and drank two fingers of scotch. Laura would be suspicious if the girl arrived back at the brothel too early. The scotch did not loosen her tongue; she still would not tell me her real name. I wondered what Laura held over her to make her afraid to confide in me.The girl sat on the far side of. (We will meet for sure)Rashmi: “Yavaga neenu free? Kanakapura baroke ok na ninge? Naanu eega Bangalore baroke agalla, bandru nan appa mane indha horage kalsolla. (When are you free? Can you come to Kanakapura? I can’t come to Bangalore now. If I come also my dad won’t allow me out)Me: Weekdays or Weekends?Rashmi: Monday nanna ganda Bangalore hogthiddane and wapas barodu Tuesday morning only. Monday ninage office irutte alla? Monday barthiya? Madhan.(My husband is going to Bangalore on Monday. I still had my long skirt on. If I hadn’t been so dazed I would have been completely freaked out. As it was I felt really nervous. I crossed my forearms across my chest. That was awkward because I had to bend my hands back at the wrist so that I wouldn’t get paint on my naked shoulders but I did it anyway.Tara was apparently aware of my half-dressed state – she knows the way I feel about being in revealing clothing in public. Not to mention it being against Dad’s rules about always being. They said hi and asked if I was heading somewhere as they finished peeing and approached me. One was not too tall and a bit chubby and evidently gay, the other one was tall and fit, short hair and tattooed arms. As usual, I still kept alert in case the guys got aggressive or anything. But they were rather friendly and started walking with me in the park, asked if I lived nearby to which I only replied that kind of. The chubby guy asked me for a cigarette and we stopped by a park bench. I had.