Janet’s LandRover is too bouncy for my leg.”“A car? We’ve only got one. Alan needs it every day.”“Angela! I can BUY a car, or two, or thre...…”“I forgot. Alan and I are so used to watching our money…”“But that’s only because you have spent and are spending so much on this house. A few months after the work is finished and you too could buy a second car.”“I suppose we could. We have spent tens of thousands on the house this year.”“And that was from your income, not your capital.”“How do you know. .. Andrea, how can I ever thank you?"The two had spent all day shopping and had arrived back at the apartment only moments ago. Vickie had blushed when Andrea picked out the first outfit, a sleek evening dress which accentuated each curve of the girl's body, showed lots of leg and featured a plunging neckline and back."I feel like Jennifer Lopez in this dress," giggled Vickie noticing in the store mirror the amount of cleavage she showed both in front and in back, "I couldn't possibly..." You. My father had sold me to Firul. But why? Did he hate me or were we poor? I didn't knew we were poor.It was a long walk of shame for me, through the streets of our town. We left the square and suddenly I was not news any more. Someone looked up and saw me but there was nothing unusual in a slave girl being led through the streets like this. Some of the men looked me over and smiled at what they saw and others were not concerned at all. Some women looked with contempt and others with pity.It felt. Then usne kaha ok bhaiya. Then maine kaha ok my sweet sis. Then uska msg aya ap mujhe apni sis bnaoge. Then maine kaha ha bilkul. Uske baad hm bahut baate krne lge. Ek din hmne milne ka programe bnaya or hm ek restra m pahuche.Ye pehli baar tha jb hm ek dusre se mil rhe the. Hm ek dusre ko pehchante nhi the so hmne pehle hi decide kr lia tha ki hm kaha n kis time aaege n kya pehne hoge. Is trh hm mile. Use dekh k mujhe bahut acha lga n man kra ki use hug kru n maine use apni baho m le lia ek.