Emily was tense, trying not to cry as she sat in her t-shirt and shorts. Angel looked up at the girl. It was the first time that day Angel was able to...bring herself to look Emily in the eyes. Angel could sense her terror. Dont let them get in your head. Remember what I said at the club? Its just acting. Let them do as they please, but dont let them take your soul from you. Stay true to yourself. They cant take that from you. It was all Angel could muster up. Angel bowed her head again as she. She said that she doesn’t trust anyone. And if the boy leaks her identity her married life will be ruined. Then I said her to find someone whom she trusts… She replied she trusts me but was shy to ask for a relationship with me. I said her to be totally free to speak with me. Then she said me to come to her home next day and she needs to speak with me and gave me her address… She used to live in bhagyanagar and I live in chennamma Nagar so it was close to me. I asked about her husband. She said. When it encountered the silkysmooth skin below my navel I frowned. When it met only a few sparse wispsof pubic hair I narrowed my eyes. When it confronted nothing between thetops of my thighs that remotely resembled a penis and a pair of testiclesmy mouth opened so wide it could have swallowed up a Panzer division.The full extent of my injuries was now revealed. They had resulted in myemasculation.My complete and utter emasculation.I began shaking. Intimations of a future my worst nightmares. We were both middle-school teachers in North Carolina and had just started our summer break. Since both of us had an interest in the Arab culture, we made plans for a six week trip to Marrakesh. There was just something about the perceived mysteries of their culture that intrigued us, and I also had been curious about the sexual restrictions of their religious faith, and how that affected their culture. Being teachers, we did not have much extra money to spend, so we asked around and a friend.