"OK, it looks like a lot of y'all want ta return ta bein' whores an' gittin' paid fer it. Let me see the hands of those of y'all what want ta do that....We'll worry about the details later." It looked like every hand in the crowd went up. "Fine, now let me see the hands of those of y'all what want ta do somethin' else." Nothin'! Not a hand was raised. I 'spose that some of the women might have been influenced by how their friends voted. It didn't make no difference, the vote was solid. No woman. Aaaahhh ….Dard hora kamine….Utar ja nikal rha tha dhima dhima kyunki maine uska muh apne lips se cover kiya hua tha. Maine kaha priya chup kro. Mujhe tumhe chodne do. Priya boli- aap mere bhai ho….Matt kro aisa. Aaahhh uiiiihhh…. Aaaahhh aaaaahh …. Bhayiyaaaaa….. Pleaseee…… Rukk jao…..Aaaah aaaahhhh ufffff aaaaaah aaaaahh. Main nhi rukk ko priya ki chudayi 10 min jaari rakhi.10 min baad priya ka dard kamm hua aur wo enjoy krne lgggi…… Oooohhh aaaahh yessss ankit….Chodo mujhe…..Benchod….Chod. Instead, her voice came out reedy and silvery, like a five year old boy without balls. I dont have my costume, I replied. Come on, sir! all the girls yelled as if conducted, take a swim! We dont have costumes either, Angela reminded me primly. Do we, Doris? No, said Doris. We dont have costumes. Im sorry, I said firmly, but that would contravene camp regulations. And I know something else that broke the rules, said a voice from the crowd. Laura stood up and gave me a big, cautioning smile. I. ” Jane and I sat talking for a while, trying to work out what had gone wrong and where. I eventually fell into bed in the early hours. I awoke about 9.30 and lay there for a while. There was a knock on the door. “There’s tea in the pot,” Jane called from outside and went down stairs. I got up and put on a T-shirt and shorts and went downstairs. Jane was sitting at the table in her dressing gown looking slightly muzzy. Her hair was all over the place. “I’m not quite awake yet. I don’t normally.