“Did you ever hear from her folks?” I asked.She slowly shook her head. “I never made contact. Why would I. What was the point?”She was right o... course, just as she had been right at the time about there being no recriminations, because the slut would just go down as a ‘missing adult’ who had chosen to start a new life somewhere else and had no intention of being found.I felt sorry for them though, her ma and pa, and family. They had not just lost a daughter but they had no closure either. Maybe. Catharine sometimes found herself wondering if her young daughter would someday follow in her footsteps and become a stripper, too. Her little girl, now age 12, was already very pretty and Catharine knew she was entering adolescence. Catharine wasn't sure she wanted her to dance and take her clothes off for audiences but here was her own mother doing it -- what was her daughter to think?Several days later after Catharine had pleasantly discovered that she could still dance and strip and get an. Even her delicatefingers rubbing oil onto my penis did not cause me to come erect. Ishould have been worried, I knew, but it wasn't important for somereason.Finally she had me dress again, and we walked back down to the huts. Theother women saw me, and giggled. "She Miko," Luha introduced me, thenbegan telling me of the girls. The names ran together in my head; Mahi,Soho, Lanah, Miho and the others. Seventeen girls.Suddenly I remembered that morning, twenty men, only eighteen girls.Eighteen. Maine kaha hai jab se aap hamari bulding mai ayi hai tabse mai unhe choori chepe dekhta rehta tha.She said ke she know this.Many times she caught me watching her. Aur ek naughty se smile paas ke.Phir humne coffee order kari aur ek doosre ko dekhte rahe.Unhone puch tumhari koi gf nahi hai.Maine keh diya ke aap jasse koi milti nahi hai.To she said now stop exaggerating my beauty.Ab coffee bhi khatam ho gay thi unhone kaha ke.Such batao tumhari koi gf nahi hai.Maine kaha ek thi lekin uske saath.