"Little more'n a year." She had a fine, upright body, very womanly for one so young, likely the product of hard work.He looked at me bleary eyed, belc...ed, and said, "I give this gal money to bury her folks decent like. Didn' I?"She nodded. Her tied-back hair hung in rich folds and heavy ringlets. She was, despite her pock-marked face, a handsome female."And she signed to me for two years, indenture. Right? To work here."She nodded again, keeping her eyes down on the table, twisting her hands. She too became very close to me and shared everything with me, but I never had the guts to go ahead and do anything. Watching porn, sharing feelings went on till she got married and I joined college back again. Though she stayed nearby, our personal talks became less and were limited to greetings.By the time I joined PG in 2013 she had given birth to girl child and stayed in our home for almost a year. In this period she used to breast feed the baby in front of me by covering her boobs. One day. No rabid hunger. To enjoy moments of intense highs at my own pace. Moments like this one, my back shoved unceremoniously against the wall, eyes to the heavens while irrepressible staccato gasps are forced from my slack jaws with every sharp thrust. The wall clock above my head rebounds obediently in time to our actions and I swear even Kurt Cobain and the Red Hot Chili Peppers are judging me from nearby posters. Not that I'm able to reflect upon how far I've fallen, from innocent to insatiable. They had been driving for almost a mile, passing a long, uninterrupted stone wall that was at least three meters tall and topped, every five meters or so, by conspicuous lights and cameras. It was built of huge blocks of stone, each looking like it weighed several metric tons, but fitted so close that only the shifting illumination of the ground cars' lights allowed then to see the seams between each stone.Kat, old habits dying hard, couldn't help but speculate about the security setup. With.