But at this point, I didn’t care. I just wanted my normal clothes (the salwar kameez which I wore from home) back.Sharada was at the table in the ca...teen with 4 other guys and 1 girl. I knew that they were in my class but hadn’t talked much to either of them. I asked Sharada quietly to come to the side since I wanted to talk to her in private.But that bitch knew why I was asking for that. She knew I wanted to change into my salwar kameez, which was in her bag. She was not done with my. Everyone shook their heads agreeing that it sounded logical. The next time—was one night in Dallas when I got beat up—it was pretty bad.Again, they all nod up and down.But the last—and this was the most painful. In the hustling days, I had grown so close to, and loved so much—just like a brother, the twins. In the dreams, when their parents came to Dallas to pick them up, we never heard from them again. It was devastating—and it took me months, in the dreams, to get over it. In a way—I never. . I will not tell this to anyone…She was convinced then and then she told me about the help …She told me that she has been having body pain for the last few days and she need my help to massage her.. she does not want to call anyone from outside …she knows me and trust me and wants my help to relax and massage her full body….I never expected this but i was very happy to hear that as she was damn sexy and i was sure i will have great time massaging her….. I smiled and said yes.. I will be. So when I come back home I decided I’d go starkers as much as I could. Some of my mates and some of my family don’t like it much. But I’m not a loony naturist. I’ll put clothes on if people are going to be upset. But I just don’t wear a thread most of the time.’ ‘And that’s why you’re working here?’ Charlotte prompted. ‘Exactly,’ Becky confirmed. ‘There aren’t that many office jobs you can do in the buff, are there?’ Becky’s attitudes to life seemed reassuringly uncomplicated and unapologetic,.