”Her lip quivered. “Was it good for you? Was it? And, what was it you gave me?”“Look -- I don’t like the direction where this is heading ......your accusations. I’m sure once you got home you looked yourself over carefully and you know nothing happened.”“Nothing actionable.”“Nothing happened. Nothing. You don’t remember anything?”“I don’t ... All I remember is walking to your house.”“That was Margot’s idea. She didn’t like the idea of you driving in your condition. Do you remember having one too. “You’re not feeding me?” I said meekly and gave him a smile, like my lips.“What? I liked you. But you are not a boy. You are a cheap,”“What you’re calling me a slut, Uncle?” I asked as if crying.“No! I didn’t mean it. But don’t you have any shame?”“I may not have any shame,” I moved and locked the door quickly “, But I have many things you’ll like,” I said and freed my left breast. The big chocolatey areola on a milky melon came forth. Besides, it was my right boob still in the beautiful lace. On next day when she wake up she found that Sultan was nowhere and then she started to look for him. But before she could left that room a lady came and stop her. Manasi asked her where is Sultan.She instantly replied in big sound…… ” ha ha ha …. Sultan …..that mother fucker…… Was your love …..he sold you to me for 20,000 and left you here….. You are in Janankhana …… Ganga Jamuna ….. Nagpur…..you are his fifth target….other girls are lying other rooms. These girls are so stupid that they don’t. We got our stuff out of the car and took it inside and into our rooms. Both our rooms had a double bed and again there was a phone with a book but there was hardly any girls in there and those that were in there were bi girls looking for other girls. I did not catch on to it at first and it was only when I was walking round exploring our site when it hit me. We were staying at a gay holiday camp. I was shocked and did not know what to do and when I got back to the cabbing my uncle was standing.