Please, hear me out. Please," she said. "What is there to say, Stacy. You've replaced me. I saw it. I believe it. That ends it," I said. "Wrong—wr...ng—and wrong!" she said, and that with emphasis. "Hmm," was my brilliant retort. "Julian!" she said, in a begging tone. "Get to it, Stacy. I'm here. I'm trapped. You've got me. Lay it on me," I said. "You know: the why, the who, the how long for starters. She took a deep breath. She nodded. "Okay, Julian. But first I want to apologize for. Raghav closed the door and walked behind me.In one swift move my dupatta was off and lying on the floor.His hands crept on my young breasts from behind and squeezed them tightly once.His tongue was on my bare back moving slowly.”Become my rakhel and I will make you happy baby” he said and started rubbing myself agaisnt him. I too decided to enjoy it and tutrned my face to offer him my mouth. Pleased Raghav kissed my lips hard and then pulled the zipper of my kurta all the way down. We were. 'I'm Louise' 'Hi' said Sophie, more warmly then she expected. 'I'm Sophie Best. I think we're in the same cabin' Louise smiled at her, and Sophie noticed how pretty she was. Her curly hair flowed down around her shoulders, her tiny nose reached a sloped point at the end, and was dotted with freckles. Her green eyes sparkled, but she still gave off a sense of being overwhelmed. 'yep. May as well make our way there now' said Louise. Louise grabbed her. ..Shit! Canada isn't Japan. Canada, it's my country.Oh, your country is not Quebec anymore?...My country is Quebec. But my country, it can be Canada too, if the person I'm speaking to not know where is Quebec, Tabarnak!I don't understand...Look, it's simple: I come from the Province of Quebec, in the country of Canada.Ok! But I didn't ask you what Province you're from, I asked you what Country you're from. Me, I come from Lofoten region in Norway, but I answer you Norway when you ask me what.