It's always been some professional woman who feels abused. Bill, you know we're pretty freewheeling at the office. In fact, you might say we get prett... bawdy. It's like a men's locker room, only with women. Anyway, I guess it shows. Our people are pretty relaxed.Sandy and Ginger are better at it than I am. They just sit and listen to some tale of woe and then tell the girl something from their own experience. Then we usually follow up with a little coaching and counseling. Then she withdraws. Fir uncle ne mujhe saaf kiya, main thik se khadi bhi nahi ho pa rahi thi, main uncle ko pakad ke khadi thi aur uncle mujhe saaf kar rahe the, saaf karne ke baad, unhone mujhe apni goad mein uthaya aur room mein le gaye, jase hi main room mein pohci mere room ka pura naksha hi alag tha, room pahle jasa ho gaya tha, bedsheet badal gayi thi, room mein roses ki khusbu a rahi thi, yeah dekh ke mane uncle ki aur dekha aur unko kaske ke pakadliya. Unhone mujhe bed par lataya aur mere sath so gaye,. . I..."Zubeydeh was at a loss for an answer. She had no idea what she had done wrong and certainly had had no intention of disobeying. She racked her rather imperfect memory of the latter parts of the previous night's party to see if she could remember any orders she had not been able to obey. She could think of nothing, though the memories of the last couple of hours were very hazy.Pain returned as a jet of cold water sprayed over her body and washed away the stale and dried urine. As with. Do you know anyone who might know about ... let's say, sexual aberrations?" Got a problem, James?" He sounded amused, if anything."Not personally, no," James allowed a hint of irritation to colour his voice."Sorry, mate; just pulling your leg. No, not really, but you could have a word with Dave Yeomans ... that's Jenni's adoptive father. He's a retired psychiatric nurse. He might at least know where to start looking." He reeled off a phone number, which James had to ask him to repeat.He was.