“Do you own this place?” Joe asked.The old man nodded.“Were you the ones who distributed condoms at an orgy I heard about?”The couple both loo...ed at Laura, who looked back and then bowed her head.“We intend to be discreet,” said the old woman.“Nobody told me,” said Laura.“You are trusted. Anyone who you told are here?”“Yes.”“Good.”“We will not be present as your host has wished,” said the old man.“But you will watch,” Joe said. “Isn’t that the point? And perhaps record?”“Are you accusing me of. Tulsa's tits, while not naturally formed, were totally natural. Likewise, the surgery which forced her feet into a constantly pointed position, requiring her to wear nothing but heels from now on, wasn't exactly FDA approved, either. Nor were any of the other, lesser operations that had, and would in the future, further modify her appearance.Tulsa was far from the only patient at the clinic, nor were all the others undergoing various procedures slaves. About half those receiving treatment were. After marriage, she continued to act in serials and commercials. But after a few years, due to some misunderstanding with her husband, she ended her glam career. She became a full-time boring homemaker for her busy husband.As time passed, her life grew boring with no luck after becoming a kid’s mother. She sometimes felt like she was leading a prisoner’s life in her beautiful lavish independent Villa at Richmond town. It was located at the heart of Bangalore city.To get away from boredom, she. “And loaded!” Carry added holding up the thick wad of greenbacks we had taken from their pockets along with two very expensive cell phones.“Anything else on your guy?” I asked her as I finished searching mine.“Just some keys to a vehicle,” she said, holding them up.“Leave the keys, we’ll keep the wallets, IDs and the money. We can dump the phones later but far from here,” I told her.“What about their guns?” she asked.“Leave them here, let anyone who finds them wonder what happened,” I.