Shanti was widow, bit dark lady with big boobs 34″. She cooks tasty food. And Jayanti a divorced was average color lady not white not dark. Plump an... hanging boobs 36″. Both were very fashionable and use were matching dresses all the time. They come to field in morning and start there works and decide who will work in farm house and either Shanti or Jayanti come and do the works. I wake up nearly 5 am every day and go to fields. Look after them and then come to another part all around. 1st day. She made a point of not letting anyone get her drink. Ariel also made it a point to watch as the server poured it to ensure no one drugged her, but somehow she still missed it when they drugged her.Now something didn't feel right Ariel was sure that she had still been drugged.Ariel tried to stand up, but stumbled against the wall. She realized that no one seemed to be surprised at what she had done. A few people looked her way, but soon ignored her and carried on their conversations as she. Then she turned around, tilting her head to look up at me even as I was sitting, and spoke her first words. "Hello. What is my name?"Her voice is completely understandable, only the tiniest bit high, especially given her small size. It also comes across as musical.I thought for a moment. It was immediately clear that this is how each owner personalized their doll. I hadn't thought about it since there was no way to design in every small detail during her creation, but it makes perfect sense.. Tall, slim. Shit, Trav, you should get her to pose for Playboy, one of his brilliant friends remarked. Travis laughed, agreed, then gave that intelligent friend a bruise for his wife to question. Good ol’ Chivas probably had a part to play in that. Travis thought about going to the cops with this vital data and submitting a Missing Persons Report (a code 2-14 as they called it in this part of the world) when he first came home and found her vacated from the premises. But after mulling it over.