As the luxury bus slides into the Bangkok night to head north, Matilda places a flat red pillow that she always travel with for her head on the back o... the seat and takes the thin blanket out of it plastic bag. It’s going to be a bloody cold air-conditioned ride, as usual.Before settling in, Miranda walks to the toilet at the back of the bus and slips off her flimsy pink bikini underwear from under her cool cotton skirt. She always sleeps naked, and this may be the closest way that she can. Sorry I forget to say my where I am from- I am from India, I am single in my flat only one human will visit my flat still from years, you had understand I hope yes I am alone, no one for me to care. I work hard and build my carrier as stable as I visible. The woman who comes to my home daily is not my friend, coworker or least neighbors no relation with her. She is my house hold servant with monthly salary of rupees 3000/-. Coming to my personal view I have secret desires, because of them only. As for my being here, that is dreadful, but the rules are the rules. Under the regulations, I deserve all my time here. And that includes the extra sixteen weeks which I so nearly got poor Sandra to serve. Before they put me in here I made a brief statement, saying I accepted my punishment as just and fair, and promising to be a model prisoner or face the consequences. I have never regretted or ceased to stand by a word of that!Not all the women here have influential parents who can pull. Mascara is the last item. I then add blush but hold off onlipstick until I get dressed. At twenty -three years old, I was fit, lean and in my prime. My fair,blond hair and self-made smooth body made me look more feminine then mostguys and a lot of girls. I helped it along by regular eye brow plucking,and leg and body shaving. I had light green eyes which I felt were mybest asset.I started with the corset, the black one, then pulled on panties, garterbelt and a bra, all matching black lace. I.