Link to ‘like’ appears at the bottom of the story and if you have time.Please read the previous parts before continuing part 3.Days progressed as ...sual. One of our colleagues (girl) got her marriage fixed and she invited a few close friends to her marriage reception. Ramya and I were among them. We all girls planned to go to reception in a saree. Ramya asked me to come to her house and then we will go to the reception from there.I was happy with this arrangement, as I want to see his brother. I cry out in pain and try to thrash and make them go away, but they?re used to ignoring whores like me. It goes on and on, the mix of their teeth and tongues, rubbing away the top layer of my skin, puncturing through in a few places leaving small trickles of blood. I cry and whimper but through it all I remember not to use words. In my head I keep chanting that I am an animal, and I cannot speak like humans. Eventually the cats get bored with me. I lie back and let the tears. .. and I’ve seen how you look at me ... and have loved how you have respected me over the last year” she responded.“Make love to me please” she added in a hushed voice.“I need to feel loved ... and I know that you will love me”.I went to speak but she put a finger across my lips to hush me.“Talk later ... love me now”.“Let’s get out of here ... my place is upstairs” I told her.We hugged and kissed in the lift on the way up to my apartment.On entering the apartment, I set the apartment to. The reasonsare numerous. Most of them revolve more around events in my personal andprofessional life which, of course, take precedence. Over the past fewmonths, my travels have taken me to several countries on three differentcontinents as well as travel in every section of the United Statesexcept the Northwest (how I missed the Northwest, I'm not sure).Both my personal and professional lives have been very rewarding thisyear, so I have no real complaints, but I would like to have more timeto.