"The streets are still closed, only police are allowed," she said as she handed my truck key to Grant who left immediately."Please tell me what happen...d at the crosswalk. They haven't told me anything," I said."I'll let the girls do that, they are beaming and want to tell you the story themselves so I won't spoil it for them," Jenny said. "I'll go get them while we are waiting for your clothes to get here."I was immediately surrounded by four crying girls, this time out of happiness, who. The old woman seller is puzzled when Matilda points to a pure black burka made from a lighter fabric that should be cooler. She is astonished when her customer wants to try it on right there.When Matilda insists, the seller leads her to a cramped room at the back full of other cloth and a dusty full-length mirror.Shedding quickly her sweaty travel gear, Matilda presents a white-flesh naked body glory that glows in the gloom of the mirror. Bith the copper curls on her head and fine blond curls. She was alone in the darkened interior so she lay along one of the wooden benches allowing her naked body to be warmed by the heat. Soon she was coated with sweat as her skin radiated from the high heat and humidity. Time passed as she became coated with wetness, hair plastered against her scalp and forehead with perspiration, she exited picking up a large towel to wrap around her nakedness. She walked through the locker room and entered the lobby of the massage parlor. A young Asian girl. He swung and she heard the crack before she felt the pain. The blue collar had hung from the bar for two days after that but still through whatever kept her going shouted and screamed at their master every time she saw him. (But then that was what a blue collar was supposed to do.)“Oi” She was suddenly shaken out of her memories by the masters annoyed voice coming from behind her. Quickly turning around, she bowed so her face was resting on the tip of his boots. “What were you thinking about.