I couldn't wait to find out what happened, Lynda was all smiles and Monica had a grin as she looked at me, I knew something happened. How did your nig...t go, I asked to which Lynda replied laughing, 'well that's a silly question seeing there's 5,000 randy sailors in town'. My God, just how far did my Monica go was my thoughts, was she fucked. The girls had a coffee, my anxiety was too great waiting for Lynda to leave before I could find out just what happened. Lynda eventually left, we saw her. We have no parents as we lost them while being on a tour for northern parts of India. During the tour, a drunken lorry driver hit his lorry with my parents when we went for shopping. By the help of some good people over there, we finished the death formalities of my parents and returned to our place. All my friends of my age are married in our village while mine is on a distant horizon. The reason for that is, I need to get a good life for my sister. After that only I should think about my. Maybe she would have one last chance to get away. One last chance to get away from the monster who had held her for ten days, raping her without mercy, playing twisted games with her. He’d tied her to a table, tortured her mind. Beaten her body. He had taken pictures, taunted her with knives, cutting into her flesh. She was starved and weak, cold and in shock from pain and more. He’d taken abnormal pleasure in caressing her body, finding ways to arouse her with gentle touches that were far. She believed that fighting him wouldn’t make the situation better, only worse. The tendrils of doubt crept into her and nearly took hold. Before blind obedience consumed her, Korsa remembered who she was and why she was here. What she had endured in her long life, all the sacrifices she had made and the journey she had traveled to become the woman that she was.Bringing her focus back to the Xuul’khani, she kept him in her sights as he tried to approach. A look of pure surprise replaced his.