“All right, dear, but she will have to go back to the barn shortly, and you still need to put your things away before it’s time to eat,” Jill re...inded her.“All right, Aunt Jill,” Maureen agreed before that blank look appeared on her face for a few seconds and the cat disappeared from her lap. Jill remained to help her put her clothing away, while I went to have a talk with Thad.I found him in the parlor watching soccer with some of the young women. He looked up as I approached.“We need to. “If there is a chance to save the club from the Queen’s tyranny then we need to try and do it.”“If I lose you will get banned from the club too.”“We would never be able to live with ourselves if we missed out on this chance. Let’s do it!”Lisa hugged both of them closely and then led them through the room and up the stairs. Below the balcony, where the queen usually had her fuck show, they saw how some women had started to build a small stage. This was sure to be a spectacle but there was no. ’ Hello, Lindi thought to herself, some pressured slut-shaming, could be an interesting avenue. ‘So what did you do?’ Lindi enquired. ‘Well, I told them he’d raped me.’ Stevie said, ‘Look Linda…’ ‘Lindi.’ ‘Look Lindi, you know how it is for us women – all those pressures from other women and from society… and especially from men. I mean it doesn’t take much to be labeled as a whore.’ Stevie said, as if searching for an excuse. ‘Wait a minute, are you saying you told those girls that Peter. Before this incident, I use to think the sex story between mother and son in our country are mostly fake but this incident forced me to believe that incest happens.This incident starts with my train journey from Delhi to my hometown in Rajdhani Express. It was a month of November I booked my ticket in 2nd tire coach as it provides good privacy as curtain or Parda are present in each sleeper and the toilets are clean. One the day of my journey my bad luck continued as like every time I was.