I didn’t understand why my dad was behaving such strangely. Then the words he uttered helped me understand the situation, he said,” Priya beti ter... gaand ko tho aaj mein paaadd-dhungha, kithna pyari gaand hai teri meri jaan”. Then she replied,” This is not the first day dad, u have been fucking me since long time, what’s new?”(Hearing this i concluded that my dad was fucking his own daughter, my own sister, and using her for his sexual favors and no wonder he did not need any women to marry as. She is a little shorter than me, which makes her about 5 feet 3, an average height. With short curly hair and pretty dark eyes, she could not have been too many years older then 16."Thatcher, right." I shoot back at Gwen.Margaret looks at me in confusion.Gwen just smiles. "Right, England's Prime Minister in the mid 20th century." Poor Margaret doesn't know what to say, so she just giggles."Gwen and I have been playing name that person all afternoon. So you will forgive me, I have been trying to. It was almost seven o'clock when Toshi finally said, "I'm gettinghungry. Anyone want to eat?" Sure." Vanessa and Sam said together. They both laughed a little. And,smiled at each other."We have a casserole that I could heat up, or we could order pizza." Pizza sounds good." Sam said."Yes, pizza does sounds good." Vanessa added."Good. I'll go order. I think I know what everyone likes." Toshi said,as she got up, and headed to the kitchen."Is this too much for you?" Sam asked Vanessa."Not really. I. She must’ve secured the straps while I was changing. Was she right when she said she would win? Could I have so underestimated her?I lost my concentration for a second and I felt one of her arms tighten up around my neck. Her hand locked onto her other arm that was now grabbing the top of my head. She exerted extreme pressure on my throat. She was choking off the blood flow to my head. I wanted to tell her I’d had enough but I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t swallow and I couldn’t breathe. I was.