Sopping wet. That’s when I decided to go for it.’ Your eyes follow my hand as it reaches over to the nightstand. I grab the bottle floating in the...glass of water. Wiping of the water with a towel, I open the bottle up. ‘I started wondering how in the world I was going to wake you up. Then I glanced over at my open suitcase and saw the restraints. I thought maybe they might come in handy, and they sure did. I removed your clothes and stretched you out on the bed. Your dress is hanging up, by the. I fell in love when I was 19. Jeff was 26. I was so in love with him I wouldn’t listen to warnings about him from anyone, not even my own parents. He treated me like a princess, until we were married and then everything changed. When we had been married for about 3 months, he made me quit my job at the library. After 4 months I couldn’t go out with my friends and after six months I was a prisoner in my own home. He had taken my car keys off me and he put a toll bar on the phone so I could not. Nisli was very sensitive about this kind of thing. First of all, he never admitted to anyone, not even Madame Afet, that he was in the white slave trade, and second, he never liked to be forced to compete with anyone else for a prospective girl. And Madame Afet was one of the most notorious operators of all the Istanbul houses of prostitution. She would only too gladly spread the word if she knew that he had been dealing with this low-life Osman.Nisli hesitated a moment in the dark, and then on. Phir bahar aaya aur baith gaya wo baar baar mere samne dekh rahi thi kuch samaj nahi aaya phir pata chala mene zip thik se bandh nahi ki thi. Phir wo hasne lagi thodi thodi aur me toilet me jaake zip bandh karke aaya.Phir wo muskura rahi thi mai bhi samne muskuraya. Phir sham ho gayi to me niche aa gaya. Raat ko chat pe gaya to wo uska rumal wahi bhul gayi thi to maine usko rakh liya apne paas. Socha kal de dunga. Baad me socha pencil se number likh du to shayad kuch ban sake baat phir darte.