. bas k bich me.. vaha ak muslim aurat bhurkha pehan kar bethi thi.. bus me bhid thi me jaldi se uski seat par gaya aur pu6a ke kya ye seat khali he.....to usne kaha ha… aur me uske baju me beth gaya… abhi bus nikal ne me 15,20 minute baki the. .. to me niche utarne laga.. aur us aurat se kaha me aatu aap mei seat rok k rakhna.. usne kaha thik he…. Aur kehne lagi mere liye paani k pouch leke aana… mene kaha thik he…fir 5 minute baad me bus me vapis aaya…aur usko pani k pouch diye … usne muje. It was getting dark and I needed to get something inside me, as I was starving. Before I got down off the back of the truck, I knocked out the small window into the cab, for when the rear doors were closed there would be little ventilation. There were these little slot vents you normally see in covered vans, but I felt that they would be inadequate, when using the space to live in.Dry wood was collected from broken branches for example. In this Jane gave me a hand. I would have to find more. The younger guy said to Sarah ‘You look fantastic. You are beautiful, you’ve got a fantastic body and you certainly know how to pose, to show it off the best. Once you’ve finished, could I take a few pictures of you? We won’t charge you for the studio time today’.Sarah looked at me. I shrugged. I didn’t care. Sarah said ‘Come on then. Get your camera now before I change my mind and she lifted the wine bottle up and took a big drink from what was left. The guy was back in the room in no time and. I don't know what will come and be of me in life. It is either I kill—or I get killed. I was only seventeen years old when I first became a prostitute. An underage, you might think right yeah, and I really was immature and babyish then. Being a streetwalker during night is not something I foresaw myself doing and pulling off zealously and laboriously in my forthcoming days; it is something that befall and hit me—suddenly, abruptly, and all out of nowhere.The night before she made it clear as.