I put my phone in my purse. As he turned to face me with candle in his hand, I noticed him for the first time.He was old, slim with a white beard grow... till his chest. He had the looks of a typical sadhu that I had seen in the Bollywood movies. He was wearing a saffron colored dhoti which was torn at places and was bare above the waist.He asked me to sit down on the wheat husk-bed. He said, “Beti, your clothes are wet. You will catch cold. I will give you my wife’s clothes and you can change if. " She paused. "Although Isuppose the power that you've inadvertently given me, over your mind andthe whole of your body is worth my gratitude, there is still the matterof the voyeurism." You don't own me."Kerry's mouth grinned. "But that is just what I do own, George. Shall Iprove it?"George thought for a second. What could she do? Really? "Alright," hesaid, rising to the challenge.She put her head on the other side again. "George, you're new name isKatie. You will fall in love with me, right. Apni story btane se pehle me apko apne bare me bta du meri body slim h or mere dick ka size 6 inch h hight 5.5 inch h, dekhne me sawla hu not so black not so white.Ab jyada intzaar na karate hue apni story par aata hu bat us dino ki h jab meine pehle bar job pakdi me subh office jata or sham ko ghar aata bas yahi meri life the meri koi gf bhi nhi thi jiske sath me kahi ghumne jau bas aisa hi chal raha tha me har roz stand pr khada hota or ladkiyo ko dekhta sabhi apne bf k sath hoti kuch mahine. I told her it’s me and she asked me to come inside.I was scared but still, I went inside waiting to meet my fate. She was standing next to dining table with my mobile in it. I asked her to forgive me, for which she asked for what. I was confused and out of panic answer that for whatever happened earlier that day. She asked why am I sorry for it, I was dumbstruck and didn’t know what to say.Then she asked me whether I want my mobile back, I answered yes for which she asked what she will get in.