All he could do was cry,which he began doing in earnest."Now, now slave. You shouldn't be upset. You should be so happy. Aren'tyou Mommy's little gir...? You were having bad thoughts before but I fixedyou. Now you can serve me for the rest of your life. You are no longerdirty old Sean. Now you are Sheena, mommy's little girl."Whenever she said, "mommy's little girl," Sean or Sheena, felt so goodinside which made him/her even more confused. His/her mind was inturmoil."Do you think you could go. Figure unka 34-32-38 k aas paas ka hoga. me jab bhi unki gaand dekhta to mera lund to aiss hi khada ho jaata tha.Han to ek din mere frnd k ghr me function tha or wahan me bhi gaya hua tha qki mujhe pta tha k wahan pr wo bhabhi bhi hogi. Han to me wahan pahuncha. Maine wahan apne friends ko dekha to me unke paas chla gaya qki me akela hi gaya tha so me jaa k unki company join kar li. Mere friends wahan girls hi thi so wo bhabhi ko jaanti bhi thi. Phir entrance gate se bhabhi aati or kya kmaal lg. Almost lovingly, she strokes the bottle, holds it to her cheek. Putting the tablets down, she turns again to her audience. ‘Now, ladies and gentlemen, I have a surprise for you all. Gifts. Yes, gifts. They are all documented, all in my will, they won’t be taken from you in the morning. They are yours to keep, and mine to give.’ She turns to the small table, picks up a battered scrap book, faded clippings oozing between its pages. Tenderly, she lays it on the first chair. ‘This is for you. . Thanks ISS for providing a platform to share our experiences. I am going to share a story which happened about a year back. I was a software engineer in Bangalore. After attending my friend’s brother marriage near Salem I was coming back to Bangalore in bus. The bus was up to Hosur only. From Hosur I took one local KSRTC bus to Bangalore. It was around 10pm and the bus was full. But only one seat was vacant next to an aunty and I asked her is anybody coming here in Kannada. She replied that.