”“As were the bathrooms.” I raised an eyebrow and got another blush in response. “Well, they were! And they didn’t have a bathtub. What if I...wanted to take a bath?”“Or wanted some help in the shower?” I asked.Kelly looked around to make sure the kids weren’t around. “Maybe that, too. Would that be a problem?”“Not to me.”“Anyway, I’m not sure I want to be on a floating petri dish. Thanks, but no thanks.”I just grunted an acknowledgement at that. We had discussed that topic before. I wasn’t going. With everyone in the market gazing at her naked body, she just wanted to get inside the car and the ordeal to end.Her disgusting and aged husband Ramsankar took the front seat beside the driver, Raghu. Mani handed over Shruti to Krishna like a baby. She sat curled up on his lap with her face buried in her palms. Mani and Ahmed occupied the window seats. Krishna sat in the middle so that everyone got a piece of the action.“To the hotel, sir?” asked Raghu, unable to take his eyes off the rearview. "Show me Ember." She didn't have to, I knew the dream by heart, but it seemed to be the only thing that helped. It was always the same dream, nightmare more like. It was mine too. Images, smells, and sounds came quickly; and there she was trapped against the same brick wall as always. Surrounded by men with the smell of alcohol rolling off of them in waves, one held a length of pipe, another some chain and others miscellaneous things meant for her death. Blood already ran down her arm and her. He started shouting something in Spanish but since I've only been in Spanish One for a month and every now and then my Porto Rican friend would teach me how to say comebacks to her brother when he tease me in Spanish. I could only make out that he said " Oh my fucking God". I just as I started to feel my pussy numb from the pain, he pulled his dick out breathing hard as he slowly backed off the bed. I could still feel my pussy numbing."What did you say?" I asked slightly sitting up of the.