All he can hear is lipstick smeared lips whispering to him. The word help is like a cry of a need that only he can fulfill. She tries to run. “What ...o you think you’re doing?” He says slapping her face hard. Stunned she stills. He hits her again. “Look what you made me do!” He yells. “Now look at you, ruined!” She lies on the uneven ground. Her chest rises and falls in hurried rhythm. Grabbing her by her hands he yanks her upwards. A knife gleams in his free hand. All she can do is watch. The. .. !!" Pat's Mother started. They had all switched to Gaelic."We met them in the Reality of Continuous Magic when we rescued them from the dungeon of the Duke of Burgundy," Pat informed them in Gaelic. The shock on our Mothers' and Sisters' faces didn't improve any on hearing this."Rescued... !!" came the reply from our Mothers and Sisters."Yes, rescued. They were in very bad shape, and had been abused and blinded," I told them."They ... they don't appear to be blind now!!" my Mother managed to. Turant yaad aaya ki Bhawna boli thi ki jo bhi uncle aunty se kaha hun wahi Neetu se bhi bolu. Issi liye jawaab mein bola: Kaam… kaam se. Mujhe job lagi hai yaha. Aur issi silsile mein aaya tha.Neetu: Mmmm… ok… kaha lagi, kiss company mein?Main: Patel textiles and fashion limited mein.Neetu: PTF? Seriously?Main thoda ghabraya, socha ki Neha jiske company mein job mila wahi bolu. Par jab Neetu ayse poochi to main ghabrane laga aur bola: Aaa… haan. Kyu?Neetu: Tab to hamara milna chalta hi rahega. I reeled back from the window in a state of shock. Like an automaton, I washed my hands and cock and got back into bed. The scene in the living room was seared in my eyes and my mind was awhirl. What had I witnessed? What did it mean? What was going on here? Everybody I'd spoken to had given the impression that Mary kept herself to herself. Dougie the barman had more than hinted that my dinner invitation had been most unusual. And yet I had just seen two men rogering her apparently willing.