I started to drink more and faster in an attempt to drown out my nervousness. I couldnt believe I was actually doing this…but I was curious for the ...xperience…the thrill of fucking some stranger for money. I definitely couldnt have gone through with it if I werent drunk. The man was referring to me as baby through the texts, and I gave him the address of a nearby street corner…I was paranoid of anyone seeing me get in the car with some man. I paced around for awhile, gulping wine until I knew. She pressed her crotch harder against his, hissed something that might have been yesssss. She straightened up so that she was straddling him and looking imperiously down on him. Her braids swung before her. Her eyes were exultant. Her face was set in an expression of fierce concentration as she rocked on him. He dug his fingers into her ass again, all the way around, so that they brushed against her labia, her asshole. He pulled at her, dragging her up her body, tugging her vagina toward his. ‘I thought it might be more fun to see your apartment,’ she said not acting one bit different from her office persona. Cold and unemotional. ‘Good, come on we will try the elevator. It is powered by a burro in the basement.’ he said. Upstairs her comment on his apartment was, ‘Very minimalist’. She brought two sample plates from a Chinese restaurant. Each had a one serving of four different menu items. They shared them all, but only after he settled up the bill with her. ‘You don’t have to do. “Thank you so much Ashish.” She said. “I don’t know if you wouldn’t have been there, who would have helped us”. “ It’s Ok bhabhi. It was my duty to help you. And don’t worry, he’ll be fine.” I replied. “I hope so.” She said.After he was admitted to the hospital and the formalities were done, bhabhi told me to go back home. But I insisted on staying there. But she convinced me to go back. I returned home and told my mom about the situation.Next Morning, I didn’t go to college. And instead, I.