One day Nikki saw an advertisement in the local newspaper - Wanted photographic model. Must have above average measurements, be available for photogra...hs at any time of the day or night and live within 20 minutes of the town centre. Apply for appointment by telephone.Nikki ticked all the boxes so she rang the number the following day. An appointment was made for 11.00 the following day. Nikki wondered what to wear so she reread the advert and decided on her plunge neckline white skin tight top.. She grabbed her rumpled dress, which she found lying across a small chaise lounge and savagely pulled it on over her head, fuming and muttering all the while. Marching in front of Erik, she turned and presented her back to him."Lace me!" She demanded.When he did not move and simply stood rooted to the same spot, the rigid set of her shoulders drooped and she sighed."Please?" She added in a fretting tone, which sounded close to a sulking whine.With fumbling fingers and his pulse pounding in his. My pinni replied “ beta, this is not a problem she is my close friend and she is very sex starving, she is the one of those whom I have done lesbian sex. Her husband doesn’t have potential to satisfy her”.I replied “o.k”. It was 6:30 in the evening. My pinni asked me to close ask the doors. I closed all the doors. Shweta aunty said “ since four years, I was doing sex with call boys very secretly with fear. Sunitha, you have done great help to me”. Sunitha replied,” that’s ok”. We moved to. I can’t give a sensible explanation for why I liked to stand on the very edge of the platform, looking down at my shoes as I waited for the incoming rumble of the train. Force of habit, perhaps. Commuters have their idiosyncrasies. The way they order coffee. The way they drink coffee. The way they read newspapers, check timetables, yell into phones, mumble through rehearsals of work presentations.There’s no hierarchy when waiting for a train. No special treatment for being small or having bags.