Lakin mujay aab kisi ladki ki jarootat honay lagi thee. Ek din marain mummy or papa dono city say bahhar gay huain thay unhonay mujain kaha ki thum na...ihal (Nana ka ghar) jaakar raat main wahee so jana. Mainay kahaa theek hain. Maray mamaji ki ek ladki hain “Sanju” wo 18 saal ki hain or bahut sexy dikhti hain. Uska badan real main bhaut nice or achha thaa usaky baday baday boobs or moti gaand thee. Usko dek kar mujain laga ki mujay usko patana chahiyan or uski gaand marni chaahiyain.Hum sabhee. Now get your arse off the floor." I stare, dumbfounded, as dad is ledinto the police car outside and taken away. Just like that, in the blinkof an eye, my ordeal is over...A policewoman with a kind face enters the house and immediately comesover to where I'm sitting, snapping me out of my daze."Hi, are you Laura?" The kind woman asks in her own Yorkshire accent."Hi," I say, still in shock at the turn of events. "Hi, um, yes, I'mLaura. I AM Laura." I smile as I use the name I thought I'd never. It was happening and I accepted it.We walked out of the barbers, he rubbed my face and my head, and said ‘good boy, next we will remove the rest of your hair, I want you to be smooth all over like a girl, come with me.’ I followed, it was pointless doing anything else, I was in his country, knew no-one, didn’t know the language, it was happening. He took me to what looked like a spa, a really nice one! We went in, two young guys were waiting for us and took us through, I found myself in what. “I expect you’re wondering what your punishment is,” Leona said.Tom and I nodded dumbly.Leanne picked up a pair of Wii controllers from the coffee table and handed one to each of us.“Wii?” I frowned.“Wii tennis to be exact,” said Leona.Tom frowned too. “How is that a punishment?”Leona smiled and said, “You don’t know the rules yet.”I exchanged a sideways glance with Tom.“Strip Wii tennis,” said Leanne with a triumphant grin.“S… Strip?” stuttered Tom.“Yep, it’s quite simple, every point you lose.