I would escape; I would tell the Warden, mylawyer; someone who could get me out of the obscene mess I was in!I sat on the bed and waited. My eyes drif...ed to the cell across the wayand I saw Carmel. She was standing up in her cell, bent over and holdingon to bars of her cell for support; her painted red fingernails digginginto the palm of her hand as she tightly gripped the iron bars. Herskirt was rucked up over her back, her pure white arse raisedsuppliantly into the air. Positioned behind her. He called on Monday and asked her out in two weeks’ time. He attended the next Sunday, and she went to the Petersons for dinner. Nobody in the congregation invited her for the next week. Without consulting her, maybe without discussing it with each other, Blake and the congregation had divided her Sunday afternoons neatly. The third week, Blake at least took her to a different restaurant without asking for her recommendation. Still, he didn’t come in; he didn’t kiss her good night.He called. ’ Thomas tried to think back to what he had said to Angie on the plane, and how she could have interpreted it as him owning her. When he realized that he had said ‘ I am enjoying having you with me, but I will never just ‘use’ you’ and coupled that with the dream voice telling him that he was indenturing her, it made sense — perhaps an extremely out-of-the-ordinary kind of sense, but it at least gave Thomas a frame of reference. If someone had told me before my birthday that I would be able to. Praveen – Well. Your horny bitch sister is expecting us to molest her.Me – Don’t say anything wrong about my sister.Ravi – Why? We noticed that you too had a boner by looking at your semi-nude sister.Me – But..That is..!!??Ravi – Ok. Cool down. We will keep our privacy. Allow us to fuck your sister.Me – But what if she shouts at us?Praveen – No. She won’t. We will prove to you that she is acting. Come inside, speak or do nothing. Our hands will let your bitch sister open her mouth and beg us to.