And abduction and rape are tantalizing topics of discussion among them. I've even heard of grandparents ratting out their grandchildren when there was...some good gossip to be had. I think it was this fact that attracted the sisters to me. I wasn't in their social network and would never divulge any personal information about the young women to anyone. And they told me plenty of stuff that would not bear repeating.All I could do was to be there for them and make sure that they knew it. I didn't. What was happening to me? I turned around and looked up and down the street, re-assessing where I was. "Hmmmm..." Uptown or downtown? I was going to be eating downtown... "Okay, downtown it is..." I thought to myself, and turned to my right and set off. I'd only walked down a couple of blocks before, 'Fabrico DeAngelo', caught my eye. The stooped, grey, kindly old Italian man in there was very helpful. "You wait, I get a measurement." So I did wait, and did get measured up. An hour later I was. She also paid for the dinner. As the night unfolded, she revealed that her long-time boyfriend had dumped her. Lying on the bed, she kept talking about the boyfriend until she fell asleep on my chest. That was the first and last time I met her.With money not being a constraint for these women, I meet up with them at plush hotels. At times, even at their very homes. But some of them live in places far from Jaipur, like in Kishangarh and Ajmer. So the encounters take place at shady lounges or. I snap the clipper on and begin shaving her legs from the knees up. Her pubic hair is very thick and bushy. She comments on how long it’s been since her last clipping. As I get to her beautiful mound, I use a flat comb to lift the hair. I then press down softly with the vibrating clipper, and she squeals with glee. Once she’s entirely clipped from the knees to the navel, I brush her off with a soft brush and then cover the entire area with warm moist towels.Next, with the old-fashioned shaving.