She didn’t want to tell this to her parents either. She didn’t want to become a debt to them again. Her father had to think about marrying off her...younger sister. Bindu was enduring a life of suffering and neglect. What cannot be cured must be endured! One night, Mangat came to home after finishing his daily work and flopped on the bed. Bindu was already laid on the bed trying to sleep. She knew that Mangat didn’t take dinner at home after he had been drinking. Suddenly, she found some rough. “Red, this is my boss. I’m the CEO but he is the Chairman of the Board. My boss. Also a secret so we won’t say his name.”I signaled that she did not have to get up.Red held out her hand to shake, her first words to me were “Shark bite, surfing in Oz when I was 16. Everybody wants to know about my leg. Glad to meet you Mr. Chairman. Do you do ‘I Did It My Way’?”“I’m still doing it my way,” I replied.Next was Mike, who looked to be 17, was about 5 foot 8 and built like a wrestler or football. Sickened by all she told me, I knew I was totally under her control now. She also admitted that the CAMP doctor also provided her and the other wives with birth control pills too."We knew you husbands wouldn't act near as sweet as you did if you'd know that."I just stood there looking totally dumbfounded as she confessed."Honey I know all this may come as a shock to you, but I'm ecstatic at all we've been through. It really has made our marriage stronger. You don't have the prick power of my. In the back of her still developing brain, she was willing to risk her dignity on the chance the reverend would revert to his alter ego personality to sample her feminine goodies when she was bending over the sink or even down on her elbows and knees cleaning the floor. She had seen an Italian film recently that showed how the master of the house liked to ride the cleaning lady’s bum as she polished the black and white tile floor. It had so excited her that she leaned right down in the seat and.