We were kids back then. After that, we hardly met each other except in marriage around 7-8 years ago.My cousin was a very studious type girl as far as...I knew. She was always among the toppers. I had even heard that she secured under top 200 ranks in her engineering entrance exams. My parents have compared me to her a lot of times in studies. Deepthi was only a Facebook friend and I didn’t know much about her until she visited us in April this year.Deepthi was looking for a job-switch after. After some general conversation he said sadhana I am trying hard to help you and you also know that it’s a golden chance for you but you need to cooperate with me then I asked what cooperation you want from me. He said as a girl how can you cooperate I said please say clearly sir I am not getting your point.Then he said ok I am coming at point directly I want you on my bed and I ensure you that you will get this job. I was shocked and said sorry I can’t do this better I should leave then he. Abigail was so excited and held me so tight, rocking me in her arms. The feeling of helplessness was intense. My existence of being fed, winded, nappy changed, bathed and dressed was totally controlled by the girl that owned the doll, and I was the doll.Some days she would get up and forget her doll. The cot that I slept in was in her bedroom. She would find something else to amuse her and sometime during the day her mother would change my nappy and feed me and put me back in the cot. I could. As if suddenly coming awake from a dream Mark reared back releasing her breast and crying out in horror, "Kiki, oh my God, I am so sorry!"Unclamping her legs she rolled over and wrapped her arms around him, preventing him from moving any further away. He was shaking in what was obvious fear and probable anger at himself.She tilted her head and pulling him in as tightly as she could kissed him hard on the mouth. She held him feeling his body tremble with self-loathing."It's okay my love, it's.