There was a third option. I talked to the other male slaves, we were approached by a female - I forget her name - who had some leadership qualities. S...e was older and wiser than many of us, she was more of a mother-hen than a leader, but we all need a mother sometimes. What would we do? We agreed on our actions and then no-one did a thing; that was often the way with mobs, no-one would be first. To rebel alone was to guarantee a slow, very painful, death so no-one wanted to be first. Antigones. My job involves travelling sometimes. And this time it took me one of the best places in our country – Jaipur!Now, let me tell you about Jaipur LGBT crowd. It is very different. Being a Delhiite, I found it extremely weird in the beginning. People do not put their pictures. People share fake pictures. English is very bad. People are not sure of their sexual preferences. Hardly anyone believes in one night stands. Their way of talking and expressing things is weird. I got pissed with such dumb. There were no windows in the cell. That night as I lay in my bed I finally drifted off to sleep after I tried to muzzle my cries in my blanket. "Yo Mexico"! I opened my eyes and realized that dude was in my bunk behind me. I tried to jump out the bed he grabbed me around my neck and pulled me back onto the bed. He put something sharp against my cheek and told me not to move. "Yo Im not gay " I say and try to get up. "Shut the fuck up or I'll open your ass up. Im gonna get in that. ..” he said, pausing, looking at her expectantly.“Yes, please, I mean, I really don’t know what I am going to do!” Kirstin said, hoping he was really going to help like he was hinting.“Then, assuming you agree, I think we can work things out.”“Agree? To what? I mean, sure, probably, but what exactly are you suggesting?”“Well, first off. I will take over your loans and see to them being paid. Completely. In exchange you would agree to continue your weekend maid services for 2 years. You can.