Seconds passed feeling like hours where neither of us spoke, neither of us moving. This time it was an uncomfortable silence. I was the first to move... pushing him off me and walked into the living room. Feeling him there between my legs had me gagging for more, to feel his manly touch between my legs, feeling him press into me, filling me. I quickly shook those thoughts out of my head as he entered the room turning on the lights. I turned to look at him, eyeing the bulge in his boxers,. The woman in front of the questioners was weak, vulnerable and broken. She knew that she had lost and had paid the ultimate price for her stubborn ness.Mumbai Police didn’t want to drag this case. They couldn’t afford it to be leaked onto the media as then their image would take a serious beating. They closed the case. There were numerous other open cases to investigate. Rani and the traffickers became an unsolved file in their cupboard.Rani resigned from the force. The next couple of months. After hanging up the robe, and neatening a few things up, he found himself making the bed. Afterwards, he sat down in the chair again, and reached for the makeup on the table. He began to panic again and pulled back as hard as he could, trying to fight again. Again though, he couldn't even make his body slow down or change its movement in any way. Carefully his hands started to put mascara on, with experienced motions. He found it very funny feeling, and tried to fight it again, afraid that. I was the last to be picked up and to say that my date was surprised was an understatement. I think that if he hadn’t already been in the car and wearing his seat belt that he would have pulled a runner. When I got into the car I could see that he was already sweating. We said hello to each other and went to the movie. I tried to get him to at least hold my hand during the movie, but he decided that that was a signal for him to pass me the popcorn. By the time the movie was over and we had.