After few minutes Jaya thought of asking Vaishali if she knew where Akash had gone. She went up and to her surprise saw Akash’s shoes lying at the d...orstep of Vaishali’s flat. As she went near she could hear the voice of a man and Vaishali taklking and giggling. She doubted that Akash might be there inside Vaishali’s flat. Again she said to herself how can that be. Akash cannot do anyhting like this. But she recognized the voice of her son. It was Akash. She couldn’t believe Akash having an. ?Look, my pretty, I’ve got a collar, just for you.? Jen looked up. Wendy was holding out a collar made of five parallel silver chains held by two solid bars at each end. Although it was a fine piece of jewellery, and obviously very expensive, it was also well made and strong enough to do it’s job. It was pretty, very pretty, but still a fully functional collar; its form and function in stark contrast. Attached to one end was a matching silver padlock, about an inch in diameter, equally ornate. He was a physical presence when you were close to him; instinctively you felt a strong urge not to mess with him. He had a number of assistants, all young, large and appearing tough; most of his assistants were black, but a couple were white as well. I didn't see any Hispanics or other races at the camp.Marcus told me he was going to look around, but that I should ask Mohammad about life in the camp. That turned out to be a plan because Mohammad just plain liked to talk. He was glib, he didn't. I'll swing by my house before we go shopping and clothes fortomorrow." Katie said, slightly lifting her head from my chest. "Hun,you need boobs." What was that?" Jen turned smiling."I said Morgan needs boobs" Katie said, returning the smile. I saw momsmile in the mirror."I'll work on that tomorrow." Mom responded."We bought B cup bras today," I volunteered, thinking she might needthat info. I knew that was needed because the school had to purchase apair of breast forms. I wore a simple denim.