She was walking stiffly, a little rigidly but was glowing and blushing like a bride who just lost virginity. She took my hand, beamed and thanked me.S...e sat in passenger seat with difficulty and winced. I started car and as I was driving, Bhakti asked suddenly” Mala, did he bang you in the Anus?”I was appalled. “Maa ji, watch your language” I exclaimed.Mala recovered.”It’s OK. No,Bhakti, he didn’t bang me in the anus. If he did, you would have been taking me to hospital”As I was driving, Mala. I followed him home and parked in his driveway which was quickly filling in after being plowed.When we arrived Eva had hot coffee and dinner waiting as she had been home about an hour. Eva was one of those woman who never aged. She was in her forties but looked twenty five. They had a daughter named Maddison. Or Maddi for short I had not seen her in a year or more. She had gotten her looks from her Mom to say the least. Smokey blue eyes, long blonde hair. They were both lookers. I went. A videographer and a photographer came inside with one more fellow. I was dumbstruck, about the progress. What the hell is happening now? I asked him about them and he just ignored me and asked the photographer to click me from all directions and videographer to shoot me nude. I objected and texted my boyfriend. Within 5 minutes he immediately on rescue, he came in the room and said to leave me alone and hell pay the bills immediately. The manager looked annoyed and pretended like he was. There was a paper and a metal pot of coffee waiting for him. Looping the end of the lead over the arm of his chair he poured himself a cup, picked up the paper and started to read. A larger woman with short curly hair wearing an apron and carrying a tray, came into the room and Brooklyn moved to cover herself. She must have been in her late 30's or 40's, she thought. She kinda looked like one of her friends' mum. Maybe she would help her. Putting the tray down the woman started to serve.