The basement is off limits to all employees, and you're pretty sure you're the only person working today. Slightly distressed, you get up and head for...the entrance to the basement. As you approach it, you can see the door is open. You are really starting to question if your $8 an hour job is worth facing off against an intruder when you hear some coarse swearing coming from the basement. You raise one eyebrow. While vulgar, the voice is definetly female.Slowly, you make your way down the. I don't know what will come and be of me in life. It is either I kill—or I get killed. I was only seventeen years old when I first became a prostitute. An underage, you might think right yeah, and I really was immature and babyish then. Being a streetwalker during night is not something I foresaw myself doing and pulling off zealously and laboriously in my forthcoming days; it is something that befall and hit me—suddenly, abruptly, and all out of nowhere.The night before she made it clear as. I mean, really kissing her. And Natalie responded. This answered so many questions and filled in the blanks of so many doubts I'd had over the years. Natalie was simply not interested in me and fucking. She liked women. But her upbringing had kept her from fulfilling her needs.And now, our young next door neighbor had seen what I couldn't see for some twenty years. And was helping the best way she could. By giving Natalie the sexual release she had never had before. Natalie was making out with. He looked at Rekha, who was hiding her expressions. Deep down, even Rekha knew that whatever Khan chacha said was true.“I am sure she is. I mean the way she took my meat in her mouth, only a slut can do it.” Akhtar joined Khan chacha.Khan chacha then kept a hand on Rekha’s chin and pulled her for a kiss. Rekha tried to resist, but it was of no use. He darted his tongue inside her mouth, found her tongue, and sucked at it wildly. Everyone in the hall, including Maya, looked at the way Khan.