We could have ended up as slave labor." The girl next to Chaing turned to face her. Chaing noticed that her eyes glistened like sapphires in the harsh...light of the room. Sniffling she replied. "For you maybe, you have been selected as a mother, right?" "Yes, I have been selected for childbearing." "Well at least you will be able to bear children, I will bear only shame. The shame that comes with being a barren whore. I did not deserve this. China could be strong enough to take on the West. This guy also started snoring and fallen on me. I put my hand over his shoulder for preventing him from falling down. After some time I felt that my hand is touching on something hard (recently only I understood that that was the front area of her blouse – with hooks on it). I did not do anything, just pulled my hand bit backward and it was on her right mount. I slowly moved my hand and felt the outer area. She was wearing a green silk sari and it was bit rough I felt. I moved my hand down and. They reminded her of the house in the country her grandparent had lived in, in her memory the old windows had distorted the light in the same way during the summer months, and the silence around her was just the same as well, nothing disturbing it for hours while she played, the treehouse of then only having grown a little bit taller as she matured. The type of games she played had also matured, as had the caliber of her rifle – and she was now even allowed to use it without permission.All in. "Are you strapped to this thing every day??"No. Only every few days. Sometimes it is on that rack over there..." Her eyes went to the left. "Sometimes to those chains behind me..." She looked ahead. "Or on that table, or those stocks. But, yes, everyday I am spread out on something." Even at night?" No. At night I am chained to that bed behind me. Usually with my wrists hooked behind my back."I looked over at the small kitchen area. "What do you eat? And when?"She made a wry face. .