..................One year later............................Michele obediently leaned over the desk as soon as the man entered theroom; she opened her...legs slightly and bent forward resting her elbows onthe mahogany desk top. The man moved behind her, admiring her well-propositioned buttocks straining the navy blue material of her business-suit skirt. He liked the way the kick-pleat opened up to expose hersilken-clad thighs; the dark welts of her stocking tops just visible.He unzipped himself. .I am being held at gun point an occurrence that is getting old, my hands held high, the woman is hiding behind me, some how it always involves a woman."Fellas you are about to make a mistake here, I don't want to harm you." I say, knowing they wont listen.They laugh, they always laugh."You should of minded your business" The one with the gun says."The lady clearly no longer wanted your company" I say as she moves further into my shadow, I can hear her heart beating in panic."Look, you two just. Sonu or uski bahen aayi or aunty ko ghar le gayi wha mene bataya ki humari gadi ka accident ho gay tha or mene kuch logo se madad mangi to unhone mujhe bandh kr aunty ke sath rape kiya.Subha aunty ko hosh aaya to hamne unhe sari baat batayi pr aunty ko yakeen nahi hua to mene kha aap so gayi thi or fir accident ke karan behosh ho gayi thi. Next day 1 corrier me aunty ki nangi vedio unke paas bheji or kha ager vedio chaiye to 2 lakh rupye chaiye, aunty rone lagi or wo ye baat apne ristedaro ko. It’s just my parents: I’ll call them back later,” I muttered, tearing my eyes away from his large biceps. “Who are you?” “Ryder,” he smiled, “your new roommate.” He said as he collapsed onto his bed, which was next to mine. I didn’t fucking want a male roommate! I wanted a female roommate! Someone I could chat to about boys, and stay up late talking about girly things. Not a guy who was fit to be a model. “I’m Emma,” I smiled at him anyway; he didn’t seem like a bad guy. “I know,” he laughed,.