" the man said nervously. " i'm a go lock up, ok? i'll be backas soon as i can."noelle looked down, examining her milk soaked dress, cupping herbreast.... she thought about how just yesterday she was a man. ed.noelle thought about what she must look like. he imagined standing atthe door way of the broken booth seeing a woman feel herself up. shetook her hair down. aaah! that felt better she thought. somewherebeneath all of this, she realized she was still a man. ed. she stoodup lifted her. No statistics, pictures, anything. I sent one of my stock cut and paste replies that said:'Some basic stats would be nice, but I don't meet guys for quickie sex'Knowing I probably wouldn't get a response back from that one either.Another guy had written:'Hi Jenny, I saw your ad and stunning picture and had to write. I'm a very oral Bi/MWM, 44, 5'8, 240, looking for a discreet meeting with a girl like you. Please let me know if you're interested'Again no picture, but 240lbs. at 5'9 is way too. A place in Karnataka. Actually she was 22 years old and married to an uncle of hers (her mother’s brother) and he is looking after the fields and cows in his native place in her father’s house itself. She stays with us and goes to her native for all the festivals and once in a month otherwise to meet them and give money for their need. She is the only one studied up to 8 the class in the family and their family has allowed her to find a job in Bangalore.She was working in a garment company and. And then she is startled back to the moment at the auctioneer’s bold boast that she is a trained pleasure slave from great Ar itself followed by a murmur that slips through the crowd along with cries of proof be handed down to them so they might know he speaks the truth. Alena’s lip curls a bit with the anger she feels inside and can not help but toss curls of copper haughtily at the unbelievers and then stumbles a bit, albeit gracefully as the slaver pushes her forward, hissing in her ear,.