For the first time, we came to know that the name of the driver was Arun. He was also educated. He was a graduate. We asked him to drop us at a place,...a bit far from our home. From there we took a rickshaw after he left.This was again done for security purposes. So that he does not come to know about our whereabouts. Before getting down we took his number because somehow we liked the guy. He was decent and kinky at the same time. And it was Mimi who insisted on taking his contact.This basically. Then, she would be only a footstep from being a dancehall slut. Her price would slowly fall from a dollar to only a single quarter. She would deteriorate into the standard two-bit western whore at the end of the line.The Marshall felt sympathy for the pretty little girl, but it was none of his business. He had learned a long time ago never to meddle in business not of his own making.Miss Lily was mortified.She could put up with the most depraved demands on her body by the kinky Sheriff, but to. ‘At first?’‘I mean, when you started.’ I stammered. ‘I thought I would just get even for you being a bitch to me.’I could see a little anger flash across her face when the words came out. But my mouth didn’t seem to have an off switch and I am not sure if really was connected to my brain either.‘And then…’ I trailed off.Janelle looked up at me. ‘And then, what?’ she asked.My mouth continued on, ‘Then you came. And I,. ’ ‘Okay boss,’ Gus said, earning a big smile from his employer. Gus stepped over tough-guy Lenny, on the floor sucking his fingers. At reception he received instructions from Jessie and they were pretty straightforward and the pay was good. But he decided to take the boss’s instruction and not fuck around with her. Jessie looked to be at least sixty-five. She was wearing a hat so it was difficult to be more precise about age. That night at 9:00 Gus took his position at the door. Looking.