”“I am happy to know that.” said Karan.In the college, Riya would often talk to Amy, had lunch with her and even introduced Amy to all of her fr...ends. They used to text each other often discussing about stuff mostly related to the college or some girly thing. Riya also went to Amy’s house couple of times after the college.A month or so passed like this, when Karan got a mail from his boss that he would have to go on another official trip. Because of his success on the last trip, he had been. “I’m not a prostitute,” I said. “You see those people over there,” I pointed at two cars parked along side the highway and few girls and guys were standing near the car. The girls were dressed slutty like me and boys were enjoying beer and music, “They are my friends and they gave me this dare to fuck with a stranger.” The man looked at my friends and then looked back at me. He did want to fuck me but he didn’t seem sure about it. “I’m sorry, I can’t. Fucking a stranger is always a risk” he. The man who called himself Big Larry watched them run off and then glared hard at me. "You can't protect them you know. I'm going to just beat you to a pulp and then drag you to the door where you'll beg me to let you open the door so I can have two of those beauties. I'll deal with the bitch and her two friends later." Why not just return to your own cubicle and the concubines you have?" I asked, trying to distract the man.He frowned and started forward. "One of them died last night. She. Maybe another time, if you want to take me out for dinner or something like that, I'll let you pay. Okay?" Well, what was I gonna do? Make a scene right there? I let her pay for her lunch, but I insisted on paying for her grandpa's lunch, which we picked up on the way out. She smiled at that and allowed me to pay. We left the restaurant and walked back across the road and parted company at the front door of the office. I told her that I was still a bit tired, which I was, but I also wanted to.