” I refrained from informing her that my friend might not have been completely truthful with her at times. “You still haven’t told me what it...is.” Amber took a drink from her cup, sighed deeply and swallowed as she started to speak again. “We do this thing where we kneel on the bed together, naked, and… you know, like, masturbate each other.” Kyle managed to refrain from his impulse answer of, “that’s it?” Instead, he simply shrugged his shoulders and said, “Doesn’t sound like. Ye dekh ke mujhe kuch ajib laga. Par socha itne din ke bad aaye hai toh aisa kar rahi hogi.Fir next day hum trip ke liye apne car mein rawana hogaye. Bhaiya drive kar rahe the. Bhabhi aage baithi thi aur main piche apni behan Ankita ke saath baitha tha. Kuch ghante ke bad bhabhi boli, “Mujhe bhi ab nind aa rahi hai, Ankita kya tum aage aajaogi?”Ankita-“Okay, bhabhi.” Pure raaste bhaiya aur bhabhi ne ek shabd bhi nahi bola tha. Sirf hum charo jan baat kiye jaa rahe thi. Fir bhabhi piche aake. And she was collaredlike them too, as she was reminded whenever she moved her neck. But unlikethem, she was tethered; dependant on them for food and water. That thoughtreminded her that she, too, was hungry, and she wondered, like the dogs, whenshe'd be able to feed. A sudden movement on their part told her that the dogs' morning ration offood had been delivered, and she stretched out on her belly and watched themeat, but not before noticing that Towser had hung back a trifle before. Even her face was covered with the exception of her left eye. Her eye was dark brown. Her lash was long and thick and her eyebrow was an elegant arch. The little bit of skin that showed was of a light olive complexion. Yet, what showed was enough to hint of the beauty of this exotic Middle Easterner hidden behind her veil. A single light lit her features. She was facing a video camera mounted on a tripod. The camera was operating and the woman began to speak."My name is Aisha Mustafa. I am the.