“Why? So you can hit him some more?”“You fucking Nazi bitch – give me my son.”Frau Schmidt gave a low, calculated laugh. “Ach so. Because ... am German you think I am a Nazi?” Her voice slowed, dripping with derision. “You have no idea how wrong you are.” She rolled up her left sleeve, baring her forearm.“Look at my arm. See the numbers? I expect even you know what they signify.” She paused.Her voice was low but intense enough for us to hear. “Amongst other things, it means you cannot scare me. I. The original dolls where a bit of a taboo when they first hit the market but their ability to do things other then sex slowly showed them catching on among single men and later women. The rise of a domestic models, barbies as they where called by people because of their lack of genitalia, saw the dolls become more common place. Eventually the only way to tell the difference from a sex doll from domestic series was to take a peek under the hood so to speak.The Venus series of sex dolls would see. ”“I coped,” I said. I knew my voice was flat with no great pride or enthusiasm. “Sorry, that’s a bit blunt. I shouldn’t have said that.”“No, it’s okay, love, I deserve it. The thing is, I mean, I know it was hard and I feel bad about that, but with Dean and Jay, you had no choice. Could you have coped if I told you beforehand that I was going to fuck my boss with a big cock and an even younger black guy with an even bigger one?”“Put like that?” I laughed. “Yeah, I’d have had a problem, it might. “Wait. It’s a good speech but I am in a hurry right now. Sorry can’t talk. I have given Pramila the money, she’s busy right now come in the afternoon and collect it.” Rajesh said this in a rush and walked out right by me.Well I expected this. In a few months of stay in the chawl Rajesh had developed a reputation of being a Kanjoos, meaning a Miser, a person who hoards wealth and spends as little money as possible. I had no other option but to come back in the afternoon. So I went and collected.