Gayatri told me that, shilpa’s hubby is very busy all the time and wont give time to this beauty queen and she also want to fulfill her lust and whi...e they both are talking to each other, gayatri told her about her affair with me, and shilpa showed interested in meeting me, and she invited her for this weekend party at her home to have me. I then and there understood that, I was sitting in middle of two hungry jungli billis and these ladies gonna don’t make me sleep all the night, I am sitting. “That’s just busy work. Photocopy it and let’s work on the presentation from there.”“Are you saying you drew all these from dead bodies?” Justin asked, pointing at one of my portfolios. It had about forty anatomical drawings that I’d done last winter.“Um ... yeah, actually.” There was a lot of emotional impact to what I was about to say and I didn’t know where any of my teammates stood on the issue. “During the holiday break last year, the exhibition called ‘Bodies’ was in St. Louis. I. It was my Aunt who had taken this flat on rent so that we can study without any disturbance from her little kids, who were more of little monkeys than kids. We were both very good at studies, but apart from studies, it is my sexual desires that started riding my mind since the time when I was in Class XII. Though initially I felt very guilty looking at her in this manner, I noticed she never showed any anger or displeasure on my looking at her that way. Rather she would openly tease me and say. Hood off. Hood on. The Awake Room. Diapers.And so on. A bland, featureless wall.No sense of time. No meaningful human interaction (except with me, and,because I despised her, I would, generally, say nothing to her). No changeof scenery. Day after day of gentle yet unremitting, relentless, continualsensory deprivation, or at least a lack of stimulation.With one possible exception: the old videos of her torturing me. She hadme confined to a mental institution for 15 years. I observed and so.