Tom was still figuring out what to do with a one month old baby, so he put the carrier on the pavement by the car, and held her over her shoulder. A f...nger in her leg opening told him her diaper was dry, and she didn’t seem hungry. The panic of her father was what irritated her, and he spent several agonizing moments calming the baby, figuring that her mother was getting the attention she needed inside. Tom got the baby calmed and asleep again, and he put her bag in the carrier as he went. Rani was about 35 and always wore a cotton tight blouse, cotton petty coat and a cotton sari. Rani was a single widow and her figure was small but with shape. Seeing her without sari was common place and her low cut blouse (no bra) could be quite revealing at times. My sister like me was underdeveloped and started her periods 2 years before. Between the 3 of us (sister, Rani and me) there were no secrets or shyness.My cousins Susan and Liz were very similar to Liz and could have been sisters. "You're just wasting your time," Melinda muttered. "What the fuck difference does any of this make?" Heather told me how much you hate your mother now," Diane said. "Maybe if you knew exactly how she--" I don't give a shit how it happened! Why does it matter? All I know is she has this fucking warped idea that giving away her daughters as sex slaves is somehow protecting them. No, Diane, she blew it and blew it big time. It doesn't matter how she got there, and I'm not wasting my time on this. Not knowing how to begin the conversation Mike remained quite as he started to dress for the trip back. He had learned from past experience that Terri would question his silence and ask him what was bothering him then they could openly discuss it. Watching Mike closely Terri sensed something was wrong. "What's the matter Mike? Are you upset with me for what happened today?" "No, I'm not upset with you," Mike replied. "But I do think we need to sit down and talk about it some, don't.