Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Sumi, surprisingly turned up to college the following morning. She actually opted for it herself and found it much more reliving than to hear moaning weeps of her mother. Sumi, herself wanted to be at college too. She feared to face Shukla directly at coaching today.
A fear that was now new to her. A fear she had developed since the previous day. He knew about the fetish of Shukla and his nasty lust on her but never did she saw or even thought of the gruesome, brutal self of Shukla.
His burning angry eyes, his blood thirty looks, his angry thumps and those…those people. The mob. The mob that followed them, taunted them, laughed at them and stayed for hours to see the fun. Sumi, could feel the horror she had passed by. That moment she had been blank and writhed in pain, but she can imagine what could have been happen to her mother and her once the mob was set on them ? Sumi knows, Shukla is very capable of doing that. And now that Shukla has forgiven Sumi, (read Dolly) and spared her life, in exchange of Sumi’s total submission to her, the little girl actually wondered in horror what was actually left for her. Was there anything left ? Sumi thinks and right then she suddenly realizes she had been unmindful in the class, and right then the whole class stands up as the Principal enters.
Shukla talks with the class teacher, indicating the students to sit. Suddenly, he brushes his eyes loosely only to set on Sumi. A spark of appreciation sparks on his eyes, which none but Sumi realizes. The little girl had a very faint, subtle smile on her lips, a smile that Shukla cherished in his mind. Sumi’s smile was neither to keep Shukla happy nor was it false. Shukla’s gleaming eyes made the girl remember what he did with her mother the previous day. The amount of insult and torture her poor mother had to take, just because she believed someone. Her mother’s helpless weeping comes in front of her eyes.
Dolly had actually not being weeping the whole night, she rather acted abnormal.
She was not actually weeping continuously. On the contrary, she was mostly being silent, staring upon the ceiling with blank look. Look of a person, who has lost everything. It was in intervals she was suddenly having a ejaculation of emotion. An emotional burst, making her burbling out helplessness and swear words mixed with weep to the unknown raider, ending up in hiccups. The whole thing would last five minutes. Then again she would be still and silent as a marble statuette.
It was after Sumi left discontent for college at the early morning, Dolly gathered herself up and dragged her weary body to the swampy bath. The wet, damp floor felt so cold and soothing to the old haggard.
Dolly squats on the wet floor, with her shabby saree on, and eventually lays down on the wet damp floor of the bath.
“Ahhhh…it is so soothing…” Dolly thinks in her mind, closing her eyes and cuddled on the wet floor. She seemed like those old, fat, useless dogs that goes and lays themselves in wet floors of bathrooms. She closes her eyes and tries to think; now she is penniless. She has nothing left. But, at least, she still has her job.
Thinking of the word, Dolly’s heart misses a beat. She was supposed to reach office with the signed files by yesterday noon. Prasad, if the work wouldn’t have been done had threatened to get Sumi on her job. Dolly gets terrified.
The whole thought process took good 2 minutes to write and read but it took less than a second to run the whole thing in the helpless old woman’s mind.
In horror she opens her eyes, and right that moment gushes of waters starts pouring right over her face. The forceful water from tap almost made her blind and breathless.
Dolly struggles to get up, balancing on her arm, but is rudely pushed back on the floor with a bang by a foot on her face.
The foot presses and bangs her face down, right under the water flow, holding the foot on the throat ceasing her to move.
Dolly’s whole face was hurting in the sharp flow. She was feeling breathless. The foot travelled on her shaggy tits and places itself hard on her right mammary.
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[manigopal]

Dolly had been rushing towards the office. Her heart was filled with anxiousness and fear. Worst thing Dolly felt herself, she would accept anything, just anything to cling to her job now. The old lady, in her mind, actually wanted to prepare lines to save her daughter now from her owner’s wrath.
Yes, to save her daughter. Her darling daughter, Sumi. Dolly knew, how much pain the little girl incurred to save her, and rather it was her who saved her life.
Now, everything is clear to her. The relation between Shukla ji and Sumi. She knew well, that Shukla likes her, lusts on her and supposedly enjoys her too, but never did she dreamt of the extent Shukla’s sickness was and how deeply her daughter was involved in the whole matter.
The previous night, all she thought was to get Sumi married off soon. In any possible way.
But the loss of all her money made her back to square one. What mattered her was the torture she bore to acquire the money. And now, all is lost.
All except thirty six rupees in notes and coins, with not a grain of food in their home. An amount, which seemed impossible to meet their daily needs for a day too.
Dolly needed money.
Dolly needed a bit of rest.
Dolly needed a bit of coaxing.
But, the old hag knew well, she will get none of it.
Dolly managed to ward of the landlord in bathroom. After all, she is a trained whore.
She felt the pressing foot, travelling over her face and neck and immediately recognized it to be the landlord’s.
A foot that is very familiar to her. Familiar, as already said, the landlord loves to use his foot over Dolly. Specially, on the old woman’s delicate body parts.
Dolly, rubbed her old, much used body against the landlord’s, weeping and narrating the story of how her beloved aunt was ill and her passing away.
Dolly promised, she will be present at night and will have a surprise for the landlord.
Dolly had no surprises. She was much older to give any surprises now too. But she promises one to Venkat, the landlord. Dolly knew, she would derive something by the day. She needs to. She needs to repay her daughter with a healthy life for what she bore for her nasty, whore mother.
Dolly was much in tension as she rushed to her office. Unlike other days, she had to travel by bus and then by a rick, only to leave her with seven rupees.
Dolly, was tensed to her life. She actually was clueless how to face Prasad sir.
Would she fall on his feet and ask for mercy?
Would she also include that she will do anything, forever? “What exactly did Sumi say to Shukla ji ?” Dolly thought. Would it act upon Prasad ?
Dolly, was so perturbed with tension that she hardly did made herself apt for her regular office looks. Dolly, unlike other days had the saree normally worn, with her hair in a loose bun, held with a crunchy.
Dolly rushes in to Prasad’s chamber, without any intimation and knock.
The old lady, being vulnerable to her extent had nothing to do but to rush into the chamber of her actual owner, helplessly.
Dolly bangs open the door and runs in the middle of the room and almost yells, “Sir… Sir…I am sorry, please… but…” and she stops abruptly.
The old lady gasps and holds her tongue.
Her eyes burst in utmost tension and face pales off.
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[manigopal]

Sumi sat like a wax doll. In fact, the little girl sat so still and poised one can only make out that she is a living thing, only by the movement of her buxom. It was now a day different to her. Today she had rushed to Shukla’s house, to the tuition class, possessed and vulnerable. Unlike other days, the girl didn’t wasted time to change her dress and mostly her hair do. Rather, she almost hovered over the street, almost running to her destined destination.
It wasn’t the fault f the young girl. She was still in the trauma of the previous day. A trauma that changed her equation with Shukla sir, would she say? Or, is it discovering a different persona of Shukla. A persona, which will prevail from now onwards in her mind. The young girl wondered, initially she had been frightened about Shukla sir because of his dirty and painful approaches and desires. But now ? What will he do with her now? What does Shukla sir have in his mind?
The little girl suddenly shivers and looks up cautiously. No, Shukla sir didn’t notice her shiver.
Unlike other days, they were not in the designated room for tuition.
They were in the porch on second floor, and the house was incredibly silent, making sure that there were hardly any people there.
In the house of Shukla sir, and alone with him. No, maybe his guards are around.
Sumi’s heart misses a beat.
Shukla on the other hand was extremely exited . What mattered to him that now with. Shukla puffs the cigar hard. This is his third cigar, and still he can not find a suitable starter for the girl.
In vain did he sent his family to the mandir with most of his escorts, and time is running off fast.
Shukla turns to Sumi, fast, like a raged leopard.
“Sumi…”
The little girl looks up. A fear surrounds her mind and then she holds her face up and sets eyes to Shukla sir. What more she needs to see and bear now ?
“Sumi…” Shukla repeats.
“Ji… Ji sir…”
“What… what can we do ?”
“Ji?” A question that Sumi hardly expected. “Ji sir ?” … the young girl repeats.
“Yes…yes…what can I do with you now…” Sukla says impatiently.
Sumi gets more startled.
“Errr…any… anything you want sir…” Sumi tries to answer at her bestand suddenly with a flash of yesterday’s promise she adds, “I… I am your … your… slave sir…” .
“Ahhh… shut up you fool… I want you to suggest something !” Shukla grunts. Actually, Shukla was bewildered on getting Sumi as her “slave”.
A word that he had been fantasizing and masturbating since the previous day. The ideas were so many, but which to pick. What to do with this little piece of meat, right now ?
What did he thought? What was it ?
Shukla feels helpless and grunts like a madman, “suggesttttttttt…”
The young girl pales in fear.
Cuddled in the far most corner of the settee in the reception Dolly sat, with her head down and one hand running over her red cheeks. Suddenly she giggles a bit, in her mind. It had been a foolishness but a pleasant surprise too, to have her job back !
Dolly, who had rushed in Prasad’s chamber, rather intruded in a abominable way had uttered only, “Sir…the contracts…” The words came out from her heart and were yelling enough and she had stopped abruptly watching the number of people present in the room.
Dolly had stopped and ceased herself from anymore sound watching the anger I the eyes of Prasad.
The anger was justified. The room was full with some of government officers and stakeholders and Dolly created an utter nuisance.
A sharp look at Mukhtar who stood by the door and Dolly was instantly pulled back, with her one hand twisted at back, and Mukhtar’s other hand covering her face, bringing her out of the chamber in a second.
Dolly holds the corridor wall and balances herself from falling. She holds herself and looks up at Mukhtar and tries to smile a little.
Mukhtar didn’t smiled back. Instead, grabbing her head, he bangs it on the wall and a rough poke on her belly. The old woman holds her painful moan but the door opens again and Prasad comes out himself.
Grabbing the old woman rudely by her hair he slaps her hard.
Once,
Twice,
Thrice
But that was not the end.
Prasad hissed, “randi kutia, mujhe mail raat ko hi mil gaya tha… I know you have made Chopra do all the needful, but kutti, that’s your fucking work !
I pay you for that !”
“Don’t I?” …“Don’t ‘I?” …”Don’t I?” Each question followed a slap.
Dolly was so flabbergasted first she thought she didn’t hear properly.
And wondering that the old woman falls thrashing on the fllor.
“Kutti… I know you id your job..but why did you spoil the meeting ? “ Prasad grunts and gets back in the chamber as Mukhtar follows him.
Dolly gathers herself from the fllor.
So Chopra had not been ungrateful to her in this matter.
But indeed, he treated her like a whore.
He used her and gave her what she actually wanted.
Something, she couldn’t speak of in later days to Chopra.
She felt low to speak about her office contracts and deals to be passed off, but Chopra did his duty.
Dolly giggled in her mind and controls herself.
Today there is hardly any chance to get hold of Prasad sir now.
Would she leave?
The old woman gets up and suddenly her head reels.
Where is her little purse ?
The purse that held her thirty six rupees? Her only belonging!
Where did she leave it ?
Corridor ?
She promptly peeps to the corridor.
No, nothing is there.
Then ? Must have dropped in sir’s chamber while Mukhtar tugged her off.
Dolly freezes in panic.
What would she do now ? She had even lost her only belonging.
The old wretched overused woman feels like yelling and crying.
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[manigopal]

Dolly sits flustered and rather blank in the settee. She neither moved nor looked around, and sat engrossed, broken down. Hours had pass and the old lady remained seated in the corner of the reception. The receptionist had left, and the reception was taken up by the security personnel. One thing dolly was sure off. Prasad didn’t left and the meeting was still on.
Dolly comes out of the trance suddenly and looks up to the huge wall clock. It almost seven and she had been sitting here like a statuette, broken down for her only economic belonging.
Would she check the corridor again? Dolly springs up, almost possessed and rushes to the corridor of chambers, but there was no trace. The red carpet had nothing over it.
Dolly still searches, walking up and down, again and again to the corridor and suddenly the door of Prasad’s chamber opens. Dolly’s heart misses a beat.
Would Prasad sir be happy seeing her here? Would Prasad sir be annoyed?
But neither Prasad nor any of Dolly’s regulars stepped out.
It was a person carrying loads of files in hand and suddenly looks up at Dolly.
His timid eyes behind the thick spectacles blinked a few times.
Dolly was actually not expecting Hariharan to come out from Prasad’s chamber.
The assistant cashier was not her level much. Rather, she snubbed him and ignored his invitation and left. But today, the situation was different.
She needed his help.
She needed some money urgently. Some loose cash.
“Chaliye… thoda baat kar lete hain…” that’s all Hariharan replied after hearty greetings of Dolly and with her most helpless face and in a low tone, almost in a whispering voice, “actually, promlem…matlab…actually, main bahut promlem main phas gayee…” and tells the entire story of losing her purse, not in Prasad sir’s chamber but somewhere on road, maybe in cab today.
Dolly had no idea what Hariharan was driving to, but she followed him sheepishly. Hariharan was done for the day and leaves office with Dolly following. Hariharan walked through the busy streets and had finally reached a roadside chai shop and there they stood with two small cups of tea.
Dolly didn’t know how to drive on to the topic again. Hariharan kept on sipping the tea as Dolly would think. And think.
Hariharan suddenly speaks up, “chai pijiye madam… thandi ho jayegi, phir sharbat ki daam dena padega…” and laughs in his own joke. Dolly instantly drives a fake fade smile and sips on to the tea burning he lips.
Right then Hariharan asks, “ha..aap kuch keh rahi thi…”
Dolly, licking her burning lips said, “err… main.. wohi..mera purse… not left without any money… so, if you could lend me some… some… “ and suddenly gathering courage says,…”err… two thousand rupees ….please ?”
Hariharan was shocked. Dolly wasn’t sure of whether it was real or an acting, but Hariharan’s eyes bulged out, “do…hazaar…”
Dolly was scared like hell, she spurts out, “Hazar bhi chalega… aatt sao ?... nahi… panch..panchsao please…” she almost cried in vulnerability.
“Aap ko …errr… aap kal sham ko free? If so, I wish to invite you…”
Dolly was taken aback.
“Invitation…? “and that too her?
Dolly was so surprised she repeats, “Ji…invitation? Of… what?”
“Kuch nahi..waisa kuch nahi… it’s almost family like… Diwali main nahi mil saka to…hehe..belated diwali party…”
Dolly now looks into Hariharan’s eyes, trying to understand the nature of party.
Hariharan adds, “At my house only,..app aaogi na ?”
Dolly shakes her head, with a hard drawn smile on her face. HAriharan’s eyes sparkles up for a second.
A flash no one would miss and instantly he speaks in the amiable tone,” to phir..kal sham ko..pukka ? “ and writes his address on a chit of paper, handing it to Dolly.
“Ji…who… err.. the money..I mean, paansao rupeya.. mujhe ghar bhi lautna hai…”
Hariharan slips out his worn out purse, and looks in for a long time, finging behind the notes and slips out one dirty fifty rupees note and stretches it to Dolly, “aaj to saath main zyada cash nahi hai… yeah rakh do…”
Dolly was left startled. She didn’t knew what to say.
“Kal…kal..wasool kar lena…” Dolly looks up sharp hearing the last statement of Hariharan. The man looked different now, his droopy eyes, his oily smothered stupid face was beaming with some unsaid joy.
Dolly knew this type of joy.
Looking down, the old woman stretches her hand to the soiled, old fifty rupees note.
Sumi walked to the street, with loads of thoughts in her head. Her head was heavy and paining not only for Shukla sir’s merciless tugs but also his behavior. The thick pungent smell of that special cigarette, the tugs and pulls, the cuddles and gropes and the terrifying roars of Shukla.
Sumi expected to be taken by Shukla today but Shukla let her go without even ejaculating. He had been so confused in his own wild fantasies on Sumi, that the little girl came out unused mostly.
Sumi was thinking about this strange act of Shukla. This madness on her. She had experienced his mad lust but never his confusion about using her.
Sumi, however doesn’t feels much bad. She knew Shukla’s lust and would rather be under his lust rather than his anger.
But she feels bad for her mother.
Her poor, poor mother…Sumi thinks. The lot of tortures she had to take for her dream and her losing all the money. Not that she expected much for her marriage, but at least a better way to stay for them. A bit of higher studies and then a good job. But all is lost.
Suddenly something flashes in the stupid girl’s mind.
All that had little value had been taken off, along with the money, including the “few” new dresses she had too !
Did someone known did it deliberately ? To make them suffer ?
Did Rajiv ? No, Sumi discards the thought immediately. Been it be Rajiv, he would leave his mark. Moreover, he would spoil the money, but won’t take it away.
Then ? who could it be ? Manish, Raj & Ed ? Not likely too.
Rao, the landlord ? But why her clothes then ?
Who could it be ? Who ?
Sumi was all in thoughts while suddenly she stumbles and stops by instinct.
Headlights of three bikes flashes up and blinds the little girls eye’s.
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[manigopal]

Dolly stood stupidly in front of the kirana shop, at their locality. In a docile voice she had asked for some chawal and some daal. She needs to cook something for them. The order was given, but none of the workers were keen to serve her order. Rather, they served off other customers.
Dolly was getting impatient. She stretches the soiled fifty rupee note to Varun and repeats her order.
Varun, without spending a word, keeps the note in the cash box and continues working.
Dolly gets irritated now.
Her anger was spurted out and she hissed, “why aren’t you giving me the goods? I’m standing for so long!”
“And why are you … ?” Varun asks without raising his face.
Dolly gets confused and startled, “because my goods are not given !”
“Do hazar saatsho nabby..usme se pachas minus karo to.. do hazar saatsho challis…” Varun says, “who de do, phir saman lena …”
“Tum…tum..aisa nahi kar sakte…” Dolly feels her head reeling and legs trembling. “Yeah kya tarika hain… tumhare paise main, main de doongi…abhi mujhe who chawal aur daal de do…” Dolly says almost stamping her legs.
Varun nods his head and finds it too much to reply.
Dolly gets more frivolous by the uninterested Varun.
“Mujhe…mujhe tumhare saman nahi chahiye… mujhe meri paise lauta do…” Dolly sequels in anger and vulnerability.
“Eh..chal na… “ Varun says in a rude manner, “nikal yaha se… paisa leke aana phir…chal nikal..”
Dolly still stands, murmuring, “mujhe…mujhe who paisa lauta do… paisa lauta do mujhe…”
Varun was drinking water raising his katora, gulping some water he throws the rest on the standing woman, splashing on her saree.
“Abhi jati hain, ya phir dhakka marna padhega…” Varun chews out each word.
“Who paisa mujhe lauta do beta..please…” Dolly holds her hands together. She was terribly shaking in fear and helplessness. The idea of being literally “penniless” had made her mind stroming.
Varun, indeed was in no mood to allow this fuss carry on in front of his busy shop. Quickly he descends from his seat, and walking out of the shop, stands in front of Dolly.
Varun, being a matter of fact guy and no wishing to create a scene in front of his shop, holds and pushes the old woman away from his shop.
Whispering he munches his last words,”phir ayegi to maar ke gand phata dunga teri…” and walks away promptly back to his shop.
Dolly stands there, perplexed and confused.
What would she do now ?
What exactly would she do now !
Suddenly she reminds something.
Yes, Rao. The landlord. Though she hardly ever took any money from him, rather dared to ask, she needs to make some excuses. Tonight, tonight she needs to win his heart and soul again.
Thinking of the night ahead, Dolly’s body aches up in pain. Her pelvic, an ever liked place of Rao for his kicks.
Quickly, the old woman walks to her house.
Sumi still stood hexed, covering her face in the strong head lights of the bikes.
“So… you are back?” the menacing, mocking voice asks behind the head light.
Sumi puts her hand down and says coldly, “Ed, put the light down…”
“Oh why…you were quite in the lime light, eh Sumi ?” Ed snaps back as roar of laughter rolls among.
Suddenly Sumi realizes there are six guys in three bikes.
Sumi looked confused and frightened.
“Please..let me go…” Sumi says and tries to walk.
Rather to her surprise, nobody stops her.
Sumi takes a long breathe and walk across Ed.
Crossing Manish and Sam.
All look at her in a peculiar manner that gives her a feeling of eeriness.
Sumi walks and passes the huge Aslam and walks, biting her lips.
Walks fat the young girl now.
Suddenly she finds the bike’s headlights flashing behind her.
Sumi shivers but still walks.
“What are they up to now ?... What do they want ? Is it… is it that Ed …” Sumi thinks desperately , as the bikes slowly and steadily follow her.
The little girl almost runs in panic, though she doesn’t know if she is safe there, in her broken down home.
A place that had already been ransacked before by them.
But still, it’s better than being harassed on street.
Sumi huffs and almost runs to her house.
The head lights of three bikes focused on her dangling ass cheeks.
Dolly felt relieved that Sumi wasn’t back from her tuition.
She wipes her sweat strained face and neck, her back swiftly.
In prompt hand, she applies the faded off lip stick and opens her hair, combing and smoothing it.
Letting it open, Dolly with quick steps ascends the stairs.
She has rather important work today.
It is not easy to get cash from a cheap skate like Rao, so Dolly knew she needs to be extra careful.
“If required, I will steal some when he’s passed off…” Dolly decides as she clims the stairs.
Dolly looks up and holds her hand, with a short praying that her mission be successful tonight and walks on the corridor.
She could hear the television sounds inside and assumed Rao to be in a good mood too and walks in and gets a shock of her life.
On the sofa cum bed, Rao sat with open bottle of whiskey in front of him and a young, skinny girl who from every aspect showed that she is a sex worker, in his arm.
“Dolly… tu aaj ja.. aaj teri zaroorat nahi hain…Ajj raat , Maina ki saath” Rao waves hand and engrosses himself to the girl, breaking off into an obscene laughter in which the girl joins.
Dolly feels the earth moved under her feet.
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[manigopal]

Two women of different ages sat face to face.
They didn’t look at each other. Though their eyes were directly facing each other’s, they were engrossed in their own specific thoughts.
The elder one Dolly had blank eyes and a lost face. She surely didn’t knew what to do now and her face showed it off.
The shock of loss of the entire money was too hard to swallow for her and then the constant bad luck and losing grounds.
What to do now, that she is back in square one ?
After this long hardship for months and dare acts of shamelessness?
Is this what she had stored for herself and her daughter’s future?
Sumi, on the other hand was terrified in her thoughts.
She could feel the hyenas prowling around her.
She now knows the reason of Shukla sir’s mad confusion and irritability.
The magic word of being his “slave” is what made him mad.
Now he is all above the taboos, Sumi knew.
And, that is not a good thing to happen.
The act of Manish, Raj & Ed terrified her too.
They chased her till her home and drove off.
But of course they can come back.
They can do whatever they want now.
She had ignored Ed previously, and that wouldn’t be a nice thing for Ed to swallow.
“Beti… Rajiv ko mana le…”
Sumi was as shocked as startled.
It was the moment when in her mind she was wondering, she doesn’t have the shield of Rajiv anymore too.
The idea of her mother instantly made her dumb.
Dolly, indeed was also engrossed in thought and decided upon to maximize on her good old job and Rajiv for Sumi’s future.
Dolly looks up at Sumi now, “kya, kuch problem ?”
Sumi keeps mum for a second or two and then nods her head.
Dolly gets impatient now.
“Now what’s the matter ! What do you mean by no !”
Sumi licks her dry lips and utter, “nahi… it can’t be anymore mom…”
“Lekin kyun !”
“Main…main Rajiv ki call answer nahi ki… main..I ignored him…and now…how can I…” Sumi says in meekly.
“Idiot!... Who kuch nahi hain… mana le use…” Dolly says irritably.
“Mom...you know Rajiv na !... You know what will he do…and … first of all… he won’t … he won’t accept me back!”
“Back! What do you mean by back?” Dolly says in a warm tone, “whom did you belong to this time anyway? “
Sumi stays mum.
“Anyway…” Dolly suddenly spurts in a venomous tone, “I WANT you to makeup with Rajiv…immediately…is that clear?” Dolly grinds her teeth.
Sumi looks up sharply.
“Why don’t you make up with Rajiv then? If you are so much eager Mom?” Sumi suddenly strikes back.
Her own reservation against Rajiv was reflecting against her mother.
Dolly raised her hand to slap her daughter hard right when the yell was heard.
“Dolly… Dolly…eh randi… kidhar gayee tu…” the drunk voice of the landlord was heard.
Dolly instantly gets up as if struck by lightning.
For a moment she thought she heard it wrong.
No, she heard it right.
The heavy, irregular footsteps could be heard as Rao called upon Dolly.
Dolly hurriedly rushes out of the room, not only because she had got the call but also she didn’t want Rao if front of Sumi.
Right at the door she turns and looks back, “do what I said…” and leaves hurriedly.
Right at the juncture of the stairs she bumps herself againt Rao, giggling.
Dolly had instantly changed herself to a sixteen years old girl.
She rubbed her weary, loose body against the landlor’s stout body, like a tamed cat.
“paisa de ke randi layee… use kuch nahi aati… madarchod… aa jaa… use thoda dikha de…” Rao grabsDolly by her open hair.
Dolly gets ajerk.
So her competitor is present there!
As the old woman ascends the stairs, being grabbed and felt by Rao she knew, she has not only to outstand herself to get back her place to Rao’s heart(?), but also to fight a young competitor.
Dolly turns her face to Rao and smiles her mohini smile and then hugs him around with her hand, meaningfully, scratching her nails softly on Rao’s thick coarse skin.
 
 
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[manigopal]

The mood of the room was surely uplifting, at least for Rao.
Music was played, and Dolly, voluntarily started to shake her legs.
Though it was mostly of shaking her vulgar body vigorously, whether it matched the tune, it ever hardly mattered to her.
Dolly was intended and was trying to be at her best.
As soon as she entered the room, she had measured her adversary, in few quick glances.
A young, petite, rather skinny, dark girl.
She was not a beauty, but her age. An age when even the ugly Betty looks acceptable and fuck worthy.
Dolly knew she had quite a few hindrances against her rival.
Age and figure led the list.
And Dolly had only one option.
To jump into action.
Dolly walked fast to the center table, lifting up the hard desi whiskey bottle and sipping it neat.
Gulping three to four mouthfuls, she wipes her lips with the other side of her palm and burps loud, “ahhh… abhi mood banana hain maalik…” and giggling she walks to the music system and plays up a mp3 of item numbers.
Rao was beaming up in joy, as he sat beside his pick,placing a hand on her shoulder.
Dolly’s eyes flashes for a second.
The next moment, she held her pallu in her hand, away from her chest and shaking her vulgar, much used, saggy body vigorously. Her huge, droopy braless tits hung and swung while shaking her body.
Dolly leaves the pallu and walks to the table in dancing moves, with one hand on head and other on waist, like typical cheap whores and picking the bottle of whiskey she gulps a few more mouthfuls and holds in front of Rao.
Rao gulps neat whiskey from Dolly’s hand held bottle.
Suddenly Dolly holds her droopy left tit, removes the bottle and holds her blouse clad tit in front of Rao’s mouth.
Rao bites the nipple correctly under the blouse.
“Ouchhhhhh… ummmmmalikkkkkk…” Dolly made a whistling moan and releases herself taking a step back and replacing the bottle on Rao’s lips.
Sumi comes out from the trance.
She had been sitting like a zombie for some time, holding her phone in her hand.
The little girl wanted to call up Rajiv, but was feeling too afraid.
Sumi bites her lips and takes up a long breathe and dials Rajiv’s number.
The phone rings.
And rings.
And rings.
And the ring dies off with the recorded message of the service provider.
Sumi tries again.
No answer.
“Why isn’t Rajiv answering the call? Is he driving?” Sumi thinks.
Suddenly in a trance Sumi picks up her mother’s phone and calls up Rajiv’s number.
The phone rings and instantly, “kya hua re budhiya ? kaha chut marwa rahi thi itne din ?”
Sumi gets startled for a second and then in a meek voice replies, “Rajiv… it’s me… it’s me , Sumi…”
There was no answer from the other end.
“Rajiv…it’s me… I need to talk to you..please..please understand….I… I’m sorry…
Please…please forgive me…” Sumi’s word’s flooded out untl she realized she was keeping on talking alone.
She looks at the phone.
Rajiv had hung up her call.
Dolly comes down from the wooden center table with drunken but victorious steps.
Her mission was accomplished.
Rao had passed off and snoring loud with his mouth open.
Dolly walks shaky to the sofa.
The old woman was topless and only her petticoat remain hanging under her lower abdomen.
The petticoat she had been raising to show a specific body part rhythmically to the cheap song that still played.
Dolly now casts a ignoring look to the girl who sat motionless to the sofa end.
Her role had finished much before.
The experienced whore had made a glorious victory over her.
“Eh… to chal abhi…” Dolly makes a wave in her hand.
The girl gets up now, her eyes showered anger, “aapne…aapne sab bigad di…. Subah se koi nahi mila… abhi yehi mile they… ab mausi ko kya bolu…unhe to tin sao rupeya dena hi hai…” the girl almost was about to kill Dolly.
Dolly was shaken.
Being an expert actress she doesn’t let a word out and walks to Rao’s left open trouser at the side of the sofa and slips out his purse and opens it.
Dolly gets startled for a second.
The stacked five hundred and hundred rupees note made her breathe hold for few seconds but then she slips out two five hundred rupees note and stretches it out to the girl.
“Yeah le aur dafa ho jay aha se…” Dlly says in a cold tone and puts the wallet back in Rao’s trouser pocket.
The girl glances at Dolly for a second and smiling face and rushes out of the room instantly.
Dolly leaves a sigh of relief and smiles a little.
Instantly her hand goes back to Rao’s trouser and she slips out the wallet.
Never will she get a change to pinch this and let the accusation go on the unknown girl. This bunch of notes will help her for sometime at least.
Dolly grabs the wallet in her hand, her heart beating hard, she needs to rush away, hide the wallet and be back.
Dolly takes a step forward and right then Rao’s hand grasp her from behind by her hairs.
The little girl sat cramped, holding her folded knees by her hands.
Head down, she wondered, Rajiv deserted her.
He would answer her mother’s call but not hers!
Sumi felt pangs of pain in her heart and lifts up her face in immense pain.
And there was a shock !
Rajiv stood there at the door.
Sumi knew it was all dream.
Like a sleep walker she raises and walks to Rajiv and in a trance she speaks in a shaky voice,”Rajiv… Rajiv… you came ? “
Rajiv soke, not by his mouth by his right hand rose up.
It was then, while falling on the floor with a burning pain on her left cheek, Sumi realized it was not a dream.
Rajiv, in her dreams, never slaps her.
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[manigopal]

Dolly’s eyes water up to the pull which pains from her hair root to whole head, but with utmost care, she lowers her huge hefty body above Rao’s, hiding the wallet in her closed palm.
The old hag tries to hide the wallet, letting her upon the body of Rao, thinking the Once Rao is dozed back; she will slip off with the wallet, dump it somewhere and be back to Rao’s arms. Later, when the theft would be discovered, she can easily pass it on that hooker.
But Rao was far from getting dozed off. His initial drunken state had cleared off and he slides off the old woman from his top. Dolly instantly pulls her petticoat up and pushes the wallet between her thighs. She bites her lips in helplessness. It would have been better if she would have stripped the petticoat rather than her blouse. The blouse, as always being a convenient place to hide money.
Rao sits up with red eyes rounding around.
With a coarse voice, he almost asks himself, “who laudi kidar gayee ?”
“Ji…woh...woh shayad chali gayee…” Dolly says from side meekly.
Rao rotates his head, slowly to the old hag, with fiery eyes.
“Tu ne use jane ko di ? “
“Ji..nahi… nahi…” Dolly gulps, “main to toilet gayee thi… susu karne…lautke dekha…woh gayab thi…to maine sochi…” and she stops abruptly with an inviting smile, mixed with dash of innocence. That special touch that had made her carry on till date, successfully. The special touch, the speciality of being a chhinal. Dolly put her arms around Rao’s shoulder, trying to get him down laid on the bed again. It will help her to hide the wallet somehow under the bed sheet. Her heart was beating hard and she kept the smile stuck on her face. Being a whore doesn’t tense her up much, but theft is something she had never done.
However, Rao was not in a mood for Dolly’s chhinali. He grunts and asks Dolly for water. Dolly stretches her body, crossing Rao’s body, making her droopy mammary touch and get rubbed over Rao’s bare body intentionally.
She took much time in picking up the bottle and hold in front of Rao, “yeah lo ji…waise, pyas bujhane ke liye, main bhi hu…” and giggles biting her lips.
Rao stares at Dolly for a second and slaps on her hand holding bottle, making it hit right over her face. The hard plastic bottle hits the old lady’s face hard. Dolly stares at Rao, vexed for a moment. The corner of her lips tasted salty. “Madarchod…couldn’t I pick this bottle from my side ? Thanda paani le ke a…”.
Not that Dolly didn’t knew that, she actually didn’t want to leave her sitting position.
A position where she held the small wallet, fat with notes, held tight between her fat legs.
“Ji..ji..woh… fridge main thanda paani nahi hain…”Dolly promptly says, and adds, “…err…shayad”
“Tune dekhi hain…? “ Rao asks bittergly.
“Nnnoo…matlab..mujhe..laga ki…” Dolly stops helplessly.
Rao raised his hand to hit the useless woman again, but controls himself and grinds his teeth,”ja..paanile kea a…”
“Ji…?” Dolly asks. She knew she heard it well, but how would she get up? Specially, when the cache is hidden between her thighs.
“Ji…” Dolly repeats again, sheepishly gazing at Rao.
Rao loses his temper now and pushes the old woman hard, blind with anger.
The push was so hard that the old woman fell directly on the floor, hands away t from the bed.
The old woman crashes over the floor, with her legs flung up, revealing her crouch openly and dropping the wallet, between her legs over the ground. The old woman rolls over the floor and manages to get herself over knees, trying to look around for the wallet and find it lying on floor, hands away from her.
Right then she looks at Rao. His fiery eyes looking at Dolly and the wallet in turn.
Sumi sat docile and silent on the pillion behind Rajiv, submissively. She had been mum and didn’t say a word to whatever Rajiv ordered after the physical turmoil was stopped.
Unexpectedly, Rajiv had stopped after the first slap, only to be followed by another and then few moments he just stared at the little girl, who begged and wept before her, stating her excuses and sorry.
Rajiv watched Sumi’s weep and begging silently. Sumi was ought to stop. Someone has to stop when the other side is nonreactive. Sumi too, had stopped abruptly.
“Over with your crocodile tears ? Are you Sumi?” Rajiv asks dryly.
Sumi looks up at Rajiv with wet eyes.
Her long eyelashes still carried droplets of tears.
How could she explain Rajiv whatever she did was not completely her fault? Yes, her head reeled with the luxury, but there was nothing else. She had ignored Rajiv and is ready to get unished for that, but she doesn’t wants Rajiv to be heartless either.
“Come…” Rajiv says and walks off from the room.
Sumi dared not to say anything follows Rajiv.
Being it other time she would have asked Rajiv where are they going at 11:15 of night, but today she dared not.
Sumi, following Rajiv blindly walks out of the house, bare feet as Rajiv indicates to ride on his bike.
Sumi looks at her feet with guilt in her eyes.
Rajiv’s eyes flashes, “get up Sumi… who cares what’s there in your feet ! You have nothing nowhere worth all over your stupid body…now get up…”
Sumi had gone numb in fear and promptly gets on to the bike, head down, holding and hiding her tears.
They had been driving long and suddenly Sumi looks up and discover they are driving through the highway.
Sumi wondered where were they going but dared not to ask to Rajiv.
The highway was almost dark and getting thinner with population. Seedy jhopdis as desi daru joints and cheap hookers were seen prowling at the side of the highway now.
Sumi wished to ask Rajiv but held herself hard. Her head also being reeling. She hadn’t had anything since last afternoon. She wondered, are they going to some motel ? Rajiv would surely order some food. Of course she can also ask Rajiv to order if she doesn’t too. Rajiv won’t mind that.
Suddenly Rajiv stops the bike with a creek making Sumi bang on Rajiv’s back. At the little girl’s horror Rajiv gets down from the bike and walks to the nasty looking hooker to the roadside with a smiling face.
Sumi was far from being terrified or tensed up. She rather didn’t understand why Rajiv stopped to talk with a road side hooker. What is in his mind?
A chill runs down from through her spine.
Sumi looks up helplessly to Rajiv, who had been talking amiably with the girl, smiling and Sumi saw the girl giving glances to her.
What is Rajiv saying to the girl about her ?
Suddenly Sumi felt very low.
She didn’t know why, she wasn’t liking the time. Something bad is ahead.
Rajiv looks back to her and snaps his finer and calls her, “come here, Sumi…” and whistles. A way someone calls his pet dog.
Sumi walks down to Rajiv, gingerly over the service road, where Rajiv stood with the girl, aside a bush.
Sumi looks up at Rajiv submissively standing in front of him, trying her best to ignore the girl by his side.
Rajiv spurts out a little word, “strip…”.
Sumi was sure she didn’t hear Rajiv well or it was to the other girl.
But Rajiv repeats, “Sumi, you lousy fool, don’t you hear what I say… STRIP…”
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[manigopal]

Dolly walks down the stairs with a cat’s step making no sound. She raises herself over the toes and looks at the heap of the human that laid over the bed, passed off. Snoring out loud Rao slept, satiating his hunger.
Dolly managed to slip out some leftover foods in Rao’s fridge and quickly sneaked them off. She pours contents all in one bowl and swiftly walks down the stairs.
Dolly stops at the stairs abruptly.
Suddenly the old woman realized that she was naked. Dolly quickly places the bowl on the stairs and sneaks her saree from the sofa. Each moment she feared of Rao getting up. Dolly quickly dbangs the saree over her naked body, not much for wearing rather as a cover up and quickly walks downstairs.
She would just ask Sumi to eat and rush back to Rao, Dolly decides in her mind.
Dolly enters the room. It took her few minutes to understand Sumi was nowhere in the house. Dolly desperately looks around.
Not a much place to see too. Their cramped bedroom, a small sitting room and a bathroom. That’s all. Nothing much to look around.
Dolly feels horrified. It’s almost 1:30 AM of night and where could her daughter be ?
Her fright increases as she finds the front door open.
Where did Sumi go ?
Dolly freezes in fear.
Blindly the old woman keeps the bowl and rushes out to the street.
A helpless woman, who didn’t have the courage to call her daughter aloud,
Blindly and stumbling the old woman looks around on the street.
The street was empty and none could be seen.
None of the houses show any lights.
Dolly walks like a zombie.
Suddenly she sees a flash of light falling out from a room.
Dolly almost runs and half realizing this is the local club she stumbles in.
“Sumi…meri beti..dekha hain aaplogone …?” Dolly asks breathlessly.
The card players and boozers had their eyes already set upon the old woman.
“Dekha hain….meri beti ko….” Dolly too abruptly stops as she realized she was in front of Kallu, Munna and the dreaded gang and that too clad in a sheer saree in a regardless way.
Kallu’s eyes glitter up and Dolly could see Munna standing closing the door from the corner of her eyes.
“Please…” the old lady murmured, “meri …meri beti…”…
Sumi stands straight making her face tight and closing her eyes.
She knew, Rajiv was in a mood of revenge and nothing would stop him now. But that too is the only probable way to get back Rajiv in her life?
Sumi opens her eye and places them directly over Rajiv’s eyes and places her hands on the kurti button.
Sumi pulls out the short kurti and then her long skirt, dropping them over the ground.
Sumi looks back to Rajiv’s eye who impatiently spurts out, “those too…” pointing at her inner.
Sumi, with a moment’s hesitation slips off her bra and takes her panty down and throws them over her dresses on ground.
The little girl looks at Rajiv now, completely naked, standing on the service road of the highway.
Rajiv indicates the hooker who giggles and walks down to Sumi’s clothes and picks them up, only passing off the inners away by her foot, “yeah sab nahi chahiye… kya jane kya kya buri diseases hogi…” and giggling walks behind the nearby bush.
Sumi was literally clueless of the situation and what was in Rajiv’s mind.
Sumi helplessly looks at Rajiv, silently thogh, as her naked body gets flased by passing car’s headlights.
Right then the hooker returns wearing Sumi’s clothes and holding hers in her hand, “yeah lo… aur paisa ?”
In front of Sumi’s surprised eye, Rajiv hand over the hooker bunch of notes and she passes away.
Rajiv throws the hooker’s dresses ver Sumi’s face.
“Wear them up fast bitch… you’re going to have a lot of fun ahead…” Rajiv chuckles out each word with lustful vengeance.
 
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[manigopal]

 
Dolly flusters her limbs and verbally kept on against the physical handling that followed. The old woman, with her head and bust on Kallu’s lap and legs held by thighs with Munna and Mansur’s hands was desperately trying to get herself free. Nevertheless, Dolly apprehended well that physical protest will be useless in front of this dreaded goons. Lukka, Bali and Jaggu remained spectators till now, but she is already helpless in hands of three.
“Please… main aap logo ki pair padhti hu…mujhe chhod dijiye…please…” the word blurts out helplessly from Dolly’s mouth.
Kallu waves off the saree pallu that covered Dolly’s droopy, saggy bosom and squeezes them with utmost pleasure, hard.
Dolly shakes her head, helplessly, murmuring, “mujhe..mujhe chhod dijiye..please… abhi ke liye…please…ouchhhhhhhhhh…” the later being her saree at lowers being pulled up and a dreadful poke followed to her crouch.
Dolly helplessly breaks down in weep.
Been it other times, she wouldn’t have dared to speak up against the dreaded goons. But again, before her being a whore, she is a mother.
Her heart ached and throbbed in tension for her daughter now, and it was no time to please the dreaded goons of the mohalla, leaving aside that she left Raoin be, who may get up anytime, demanding her body again.
“Please, …bhagwan ke liye mujhe chhod do… main..main phir aa jauungi… meri beti… meri beti….” And she breaks down burbling nonsense, muffled in her weep. The goons giggle and Kallu grabs the old woman’s head by her hair hard, as Mansoor splits the legs aside.
“Shhhhh Dolly bhabhi… mood maat kharab karo…” and in front of Dolly’s bursting eyes Mansoor rides her, violently.
Kallu giggling slides Dolly’s face, holding her by her hair tight.
Dolly’s eyes seemed vaporized but could see the huge brown smelly dick in front of her eyes.
Kallu whispers, “ zyada soch mat,… teri laundi uski aashiqe ke saath bike pe nikli bis minute pehle…” .
Dolly leaves a breathe. She knew Kallu wouldn’t be lying.
The old lady, completely ignoring the imploration that continued beneath, opens her mouth diligently for Kallu.
Sumi stood speechless, clueless too as Rajiv watches over her in a dissatisfying way. For Sumi, she knew for sure, the dress was not good at all. It though somehow fitted the burly built hooker, but for her it was no good.
The cheap leather look foam mini skirt was too short for her, and that it was too tight at the waist too. The cheap nickel stars studded over the brown skirt however kept parity with those of the skimpy baby pink tank top. A sleeveless tank top with collars and V cut, made for women those need to show themselves off. The cheap lycra tank top held the massive tits of the young girl. Sumi, knew for well, once in light her nipples would be well seen through the top.
Sumi, trying to break the ice, tries to smile, “Rajiv…”…
“Now what Sumi ?...” Rajiv says irritably, “stop your nautanki… and get ready,… fast…you…” grinding his teeth, finding a suitable swear word applicable to her.
The smile vanishes instantly from the little girl’s face.
Hurriedly she replies,”I...I meant, errr… I, I am ready…”
Rajiv looks at Sumi with shrewd eyes and smiles,” ahh well… Sumi… why don’t you dress up your hair too…! As you do for your buyers! And specially Shukla ji !...” Rajiv spurts out each word with venom and disrespect to the young girl standing in front of her and spits on ground.
“Now get ready Sumi…” Rajiv’s eye flashes up, “I want to see your hairstyle today !...and, well… why don’t you take me as Shukla now ! Think that you are styling up for him !”
The little girl looks at Rajiv for few seconds.
She really hated the amount of disrespect and anger Rajiv has against her. It is so heart breaking for her.
Sumi holds her head down and starts dressing up her hair and after a few minutes she leaves a long sigh donning her hair-do and looks up at Rajiv.
In a rather dry voice the little girl asks, “is it fine now, Rajiv?”
Rajiv looks at Sumi, from top to bottom and for the first time a faint smile passes over his face, “chalega…”
That was the last conversation they had in last one hour. Rajiv had been driving silently ever since and Sumi kept silently seated on the pillion.
She was wondering where Rajiv was heading but now she had a faint idea.
They were in the way of the seaside town where Rajiv was having a luxury hotel business with Dinesh sir.
Suddenly something flashes in her mind.
She had been so stupid.
All this dress up, cheapness all is for Dinesh sir.
Rajiv knew well where to hit her, so he is taking her to Dinesh sir.
Somewhere she could be insulted well.
Yes, she was right. The hotel where they stayed last time were in proximity.
The hotel where Sumi and Dolly bumped themselves and finally both meeting up with Dinesh.
Sumi smiles in her mind.
She always ends up with Dinesh sir.
Suddenly the little girl gets herself back with the jerks of the road and discovers they have way passed the hotel and were heading towards the developing hotel site.
Sumi was confused and didn’t knew where they wre heading until Rajiv stopped his bike in front of the small office room of the site.
“Get down…” Rajiv says briefly.
Sumi didn’t knew but was feeling very uneasy and getting down from the pillion she asks in a very meek voice, “ Rajiv… yaha… yaha kya…?...”
Rajiv looks sharply at Sumi and smiles in a strange way and grabs her by her hand and tugs her to the office room door.
Banging it open Rajiv looks around and smiles, “to applog sabhi mazud hain… good… maine bhi apna promise nibhaya… ye lijiye…”.
Rajiv pulls the young girl mercilessly inside the room, pushing her in front.
“Sumi… enjoy!!!...” chews Rajiv and giggles loud.
His eyes glowed in lust and vengeance.
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[manigopal]

                                                     
Dolly lifts her saree a little as she walks through the muck and muddy road of the down town. Hardly she had been in this part of the greater city, and was finding her way through the relatively less lit up streets and scarce poor looking shops.
She was cursing Hariharan for having a house in this part of the earth, but however this time; it was her onus to walk to him.
Fifteen hours have passed after she had rushed back to her dilapidated house and with a sharp glance at the bedroom discovered Sumi was still not back.
Dolly had hardly any time to lose and had rushed off, silently though to the landlord’s arena. Quietly and silently, the old woman had slipped herself successfully beside the snoring giant.
The sky was getting clear by that time.
However, Dolly had her success in double.
The morning shows the day, they say.
It seemed her day, Dolly thinks.
Not that she was only successful in getting her back beside Rao unnoticed, but also managed to beg and earn three hundred rupees from him.
Something which made the old woman gets few foods in house promptly as soon as she got down.
Dolly went to office and was back early, knowing none of his owners were around. And, Hariharan’s sticky smile and walking around her for no rhyme and reason was making her stiffer.
Dolly was actually in fear of getting it known in office.
Her owners, specially Prasad sir and Siddu won’t take it sportingly.
It made her tenser, and when Hariharan already left office about at 1 PM, Dolly too leaves by 2, only to get ready at her house before going to her new client, Hariharan.
Dolly was actually relieved when she found Sumi back in home.
She sat quietly in the room.
Been it other time, Dolly would have enquired. Today, she herself was a little edgy.
Though she was relived seeing her daughter back, she actually didn’t want her daughter to be around, when she gets ready, specially.
But now, while struggling through the nasty dirty road, she cursed herself for dressing up so much. The journey in the local train was not nice, and the bus ride was also bad. Spilling with daily passengers, Dolly was felt quite well around her body.
Dolly hated the whole thing. Suddenly she realizes she reached the landmark.
Yes, there was the said two storied yellow house.
Dolly walks to the door and knocks.
Instantly, the door opens and Hariharan’s glittery face was seen.
“Oh! Oh… Dolly madam… come in… come in please!...”
Dolly actually need not had to worry about Sumi watching her dressing up shamefully this time.
Though the little girl had muttered that she had her tuition class to attend, she was speechless mostly.
The little girl was actually absorbed in her own thoughts.
The thought about the meanness of Rajiv to her and …and they way she was treated.
Sumi was shivering in fear and her teeth fluttered in panic as Rajiv spoke on with a burly looking man.
The man was ogling Sumi nasty, between the talks with a special disgusting smile.
Sumi thought in her mind crippled in her bed, biting her lips in shame.
So this is Rajiv in real too!
Nasty and cruel!
Something what he did with her and four construction workers?
Sumi was soon taken up hard by a pull by the burly man.
Sumi, the man and Rajiv walked up to the under construction building.
Sumi was now sure. Rajiv is going to get her used by this man.
But why this guy specially?
Sumi was much in tension but get as much confused as they climbed to the fourth level.
Four human beings were there.
Sitting on the ground, with their waist tied to the pillars, hands and legs left free. All four were whispering among themselves, but drops silent as they ascend.
The burly looking man advances to them hissing something as Sumi stands like a statue.
The little girl shivers with the sharp pain on her buttocks as Rajiv sqeezes the soft meat of her buttock between two fingers.
“See them Sumi ? … You need to perform in front of them, tonight !...”
The little girl looks up in surprise and not knowing what Rajiv is actually meaning.
“It is as much their punishment, as yours, fucking slut…” Rajiv chew outs each word with vengeance.
Sumi, gazed at Rajiv with her cow like eyes, ignorant.
She actually was not having a slightest idea of what was going on?
Does Rajiv wants to get her used by these four dirty looking men?
Surely they looked from the lower class of the society, economically, in dirty shirts-baniyans, lungi and trousers.
But why are they tied and what is she supposed to do?
Rajiv grabs the little girl hard, tugging by her pony mercilessly and hisses in a very low tone, “sun randi…! Abhi tu nachegi, nahi… sirf nachegi nahi, strip-tease karegi tu kutia… in logo ke samne…I have got you here specially for these four…”
Sumi’s eyes burst out in shame but Rajiv was not over yet.
“…and that I want you stripped completely within three minutes…is it understood…” and saying so Rajiv pushes the helpless little girl hard in front making her fall on the rubbish filled under construction floor.
A table stood in a corner with a music system placed over it, which the other man plays on, with a cheap song being heard.
Sumi looks around helplessly, finding Rajiv standing amused, sipping drink from his hip flask, and watching her in glee.
The four men looked tensed up and confused and the burl looking man slowly advancing towards her.
The little girl strikes up in fear. She doesn’t wants her strip tease to be initiated b this nasty looking man.
The girl starts and matches the step, almost lost, unknown and vulnerable, completely mismatched.
Sumi looks in to her fiancée’s eyes and placing her ees on Rajiv, she pulls off the tank top off her body, shaking her flab tits, throwing aside her tee. The next moment, the girl’s hand reaches her waist, holding her skirt.
Rajiv had given her time of three minutes.
Sumi reveals herself within seventy five seconds.
Stark naked she shakes her body violently, relentless to the music as a drop of tear rolls down from her cheek.
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[manigopal]

Dolly strips off her saree again, in the wet, small bath for the second time, hanging it to the crooked hook to the wall. Slowly she opens her braided hair and loosening and combing her long tresses by her fingers, unmindfully opens the tap of the water.
As the cold water runs from the top of her head to her entire lousy body, the old woman shivers. Suddenly, Dolly was feeling very cheap. It was extremely cheap indeed that Dolly felt. Somehow, she couldn’t explain herself, but a gushing weep whirls up from her inside.
Hariharan turned out to be a dark horse. For, as soon as Dolly entered, he sweetly requested Dolly to get freshened by a bath. Dolly, though not eager to bath in this chilly evening, agreed not to disappoint her “new contact” at the very beginning of their relation.
She had quickly poured a couple of mugs of water on her feet and hands, washing her face and coming out. Suddenly Hariharan changed and in a menacing but sweet tone he grinned, “Dolly ji… I meant for a FULL BATH… head to toe… aap to hazaro ki darling hain… aapko haath lagane se pehle thoda clean ho jaiye…”.
Dolly was taken aback. She however had in her mind; she had the upper hand today. Though she was in need and that she walked up to Hariharan, accepting her first hint, she wanted to act pricy.
All her pride was gone. Without a word, rather like a caned dog she instantly retreated to the shabby, small bath stripping herself entirely now.
The plush baths of Prasad, Patel and that of lover Chopra’s waved up in front of her eyes. Yes, she had been a doormat for them, but a doormat for millionaires. And what she is doing now for a nasty, middle class man who can’t even think of enjoyment? Bathing clean like a street hooker called in a house for first time, that’s what exactly she was doing.
Dolly, utterly disgusted and enraged started madly pouring mugs of water on her, cooling her head down. She wept with fuming eyes and warm tears, washing them in the chilly water of January. A rattling on the door make her more irritable.
“It takes time for a FULL BATH… you can apprehend I suppose ?...” the old woman snaps back between the water.
The rattling continued.
Dolly suddenly understood her mistake.
Hariharan wants to see her bathing, if not wishing to join her up in these chilly nights. A very tacky and hackneyed fetish, so hackneyed that it didn’t stood up to her mind, but then again, Hariharan was a regular man with regular thoughts and boring ideas of sex.
The fuming and irritated woman swearing herself grabbed the PVC made door, pulling the latch.
She would open the door and let the man watch her as much he wishes.
It was right then when the old woman controls herself. She felt like slapping herself. Right now, she was in no position to show her temper and throw her tantrums to a small timer like Hariharan.
Dolly parts the door, smiling shy like a teenager, trying to cover her sour words few minutes back. Biting her lips she whispers, “kya hain ji…?”
Hariharan’s eyes were twinkling behind the thick glasses.
He holds his hand up, “wear this Dolly ji…after your bath…and… and… and come…I … I am making everything ready…”
Sumi shivered clenching her teeth and fists as Shukla’s fingers ran through her open smooth hair.
The liitle was far too disturbed and hexed with the incidence that occurred all through the night. She didn’t speak a word as Rajiv drove the whole way back, dropping her in front of her house at 4 AM.
Sumi had suddenly realized that it was being late and just arrived college. Something in her mind, was making the little girl taking a rebellious stance, though not she consciously indented to. She did it or rather did not tie her hair up subconsciously. Rather, brushing them smooth and straight with a clear side parting, looking actually sweet and that of her real age.
And there she was now, shivering and standing in front of a man of his father’s age, in his chamber at the lunch period. Shukla smelled her hair deeply and brings his face near Sumi’s.
Running his index finger on the little girl’s side parting he whispers, “So this is the way a head-girl comes in college? Flaunting her open hair? …”
Sumi looks up to Shukla, not understanding, what a reply would actually make his happy.
Shukla continued, “and the head-girl…whom I appointed specially? eh Sumi?”
A short lesson of her stupidity was demonstrated, and Sumi with tearful eyes and burning cheeks and thighs got busy tying her hair up.
After she finished, Sumi stood straight in front of Shukla, allowing him to inspect.
Looking rather groovy, with her hair middle parted and two high pony in front, made up in braids with two low ponytails at back. Rather looked like a south eastern go-go girl.
“Now…I want to you maintain this style till you report to my house at evening…is it clear fool ?” Shukla grinded his teeth.
Sumi just gave a nod, yes she understood well.
“Shall I go now sir? The lunch break is over…” Sumi says softly.
Shukla suddenly stares at Sumi and says in a different tone, “have I made you the head girl for nothing Sumi? The appraisal reports of all four houses are pending for few days now. I want you to finish them after college and reach my house ASAP…is it clear… and it won’t take you more than 30 minutes Sumi… “
Sumi nods her head and here she was summing up the appraisal forms fast, after college.
The little was taking more time because of her disgusted mood. The surprised giggles and looks from around was too much prominent to her when she returned to class after break.
The little girl bites her lips, she was taking a long time and time was running out. Suddenly a sharp pull by her pony gets her head thrown at back.
Horrified she looks up to find the patent four guys, Manish, Ed, Sam and Raj.
“Kaya chal raha hain rani…” Raj whispered, who still had her tugged hard by her pony.
Sumi, struggling herself , grunts in a low tone,”what..what the hell is this…Raj..Leave my hair…ahhh…it…it hurts…”
Sam hold the other pony up, and suddenly tugs it too, making both of them playing a soft tug and war with her two pony.
Sumi was almost in her tears,”what the hell do you guys want!”
“Nothing…actually we were looking for some rubber bands Sumi…” Ed replies, “and..we thought you were sporting quite few in your hair…”
Ed suddenly brings his face in front of Sumi’s anger and pain ridden face.
“Hope you don’t mind parting with them Sumi…” Ed chuckles.
A cold chill runs through Sumi’s spine.
They want to open her hair up, taking off the rubber bands.
Ed’s hand ran over her thin braid, pulling the band out.
“Nooooo… no… no please…”Sumi suddenly breaks down weeping, “please…please don’t open up my hair…I beg of you guys..please…please…please Ed… Manish…Raj…Sam…”
The boys giggle at themselves as Sumi carries on,”please…dekho…ajj..aaj ke liye chod do please… please,..please don’t open my hair…main..main paon padti hu tum logo ki…aur jo chahe kar lo..please…”
A suddenly accord was struck by looks among the four and Sumi was still puzzled up as she walked through the corridor, not sure what her classmates were up to.
But that were for few seconds.
Sumi stood like a hard, adamant mule ignoring the pulls.
No, she wouldn’t go inside the boy’s toilet.
“Jo karna hain…classroom main karo…yaha nahi…” Sumi whispers in a firm voice.
Ed pulls her one pony down, slipping the band half way.
Sumi gives up helplessly, wondering why is she brought inside her, standing in front of the lined up urinals.
Three boys stood by her side as Ed walks up to a urinal.
Taking a red marker pen out, she draws a line up in the wall, and turns to Sumi.
“Sumi, you need to pee standing …” A roar of laughter followed, and Ed continued with a timely gap, “and that you need to spurt your pee up till this line…”
Sumi looks at Ed and with a gasp whispers, “but…but…”
Ed raises his hand up,” and if you fail, we will not only open your hair…but also…” and giggles.
Sumi looks up at all four, one by one.
Did she hear correct?
 
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[manigopal]

Dolly, sitting in her small stool at office was still grinding her teeth.
She was feeling to go and slap Hariharan’s face in vain.
She couldn’t do her though, not because Hariharan was absent today, but also she knew she would never have courage too.
Courage is for women who are upright. Leaving aside the morality, Dolly didn’t have the face and self confidence to herself to protest or show her desperation to Hariharan any way.
The previous evening and night seemed to be unending and utterly disgusting to Dolly.
Hariharan had come out to be a dark horse.
Dolly was actually taken aback when Hariharan had slipped his lungi inside, asking Dolly to wear it.
Dolly took the piece of cloth and tied it up till her chest, in a process hiding and also revealing her cleavage.
For new clients, Dolly was always extra cautious not to show off her bosom too early. She knows they are saggy. She had been disappointed few times after showing her tits too early.
But Hariharan wanted her to tie the lungi at her waist. Making her huge saggy tits jiggle in front of his eyes. It was evident that Hariharan was not used to these enjoyments very often. She could feel, Hariharan was thoroughly enjoying to see Dolly in his lungi.
“He must not be washing it now…”thought Dolly in her mind.
Never she had felt so disappointed or rather uneasy and was not sure how to proceed. She felt eerie and disgusted watching the so called “arrangement” done by Hariharan.
A pint of whiskey, a plate of chana and ground nuts and plate or two of some suspicious looking preparation of chicken liver and gizzards.
Hariharan poured his drink, not more than a thirty ml in a glass, topped with lots of water, enough to make the whiskey almost colorless.
Hariharan was quite taken aback when Dolly reacted promptly on his offer to drink and he had to fetch the other bottle within half an hour.
It was then followed by watching porn DVD.
Dolly was feeling so bored and disinterested.
Everything of Hariharan was so amateurish.
But then, Dolly grinds his teeth, sitting at her stool.
What a cheap bastard Hariharan was!
Dolly was really taken aback in the morning.
Hariharan handed her six hundred rupees and a chit of paper.
It was not the amount that infuriated Dolly.
It was the scribbling of calculations that made her mad.
Hariharan has deducted money from her payment for food and drink!
Dolly, was so aghast that she couldn’t speak a word.
It was Hariharan who spoke up though, “err… it’s actually six hundred and ninety three for you… I have rounded it up for you… saat rupeya chutta to nahi hoga na apke paas?”
Sumi walked madly and keeping pace with the wind towards Shukla’s house.
Her face was as red as an apple. Her eyes were as red as ruby.
The little girl was controlling herself hard as she rushed to Shukla’s house.
She almost banged in with a single knock in Shukla’s tuition room.
“Sir…sir…” Sumi panted,”I…I’m here…” The little girl looked vulnerable and helpless.
Shukla silently with a pleasant face tapped to the patent seat of her, indicating her to sit.
After she arranged herself in the perfect way, that is lifting her skirt up as she sits beside him, gaining an access to pull up her skirt till waist.
Shukla’s hand runs on the smooth open tress of one side.
“How vulnerably sexy the girl looks…” Shukla thinks in his mind.
Sumi, on the contrary, looked queer, with her one pony open at a side.
Her soft, silky tresses open at one side, falling over her cheek and back.
Shukla instantly grabbed the open bunch, feeling the tresses in his fist,” take it easy dear…why ! You’re panting …!” Shukla exclaimed and instantly placed his other palm over the little girl’s chest, right over her bosom.
Sumi shivers and looks up at Shukla with terrified eyes, stealing a glance to the open door.
Sumi smiles fade, rather tries to smile, “Sir, actually, I came almost running na !...so…. matlab…”
Shukla nods his head approvingly, “quite so Sumi…but why is the smell of piss from ? Or is it that you are running your periods? But for that you have a different smell, don’t you?” hisses Shukla.
Sumi’s eyes had gone vaporized in shame and anger as she stood helplessly in front of four.
“Now now Sumi, start on… or shall we lend our hands out…” Sam giggles.
In fuming angry eyes, the little girl stoops, pulling down her panty, raising her skirt minimally for the process.
Raj and Manish, to her astonishment, were making animated faces and gesticulating in nasty ways, trying to peep as much possible.
Sumi’s ears were burning red and she slowly advances to the urinal.
“Bas..bas… no more…” chucked Raj from back.
“You are quite near to the line Sumi…come a bit back…” added on Ed, “take a step back, will you?”
“Oye Ed, …laundia hain, fire brigade nahi…” laughed Raj as all bursts in nasty vulgar laughs.
Sumi wanted to run away but she knew it was impossible.
Not only her attempt will fail, but she has to face more humiliation both sexually and mentally.
Moreover, she has to attend Shukla sir’s tuition in time.
Sumi wanted to finish it.
The little girl closes her eyes and lifts her skirt up, in front.
Sumi holds her breathe aand presses her lower abdomen to spurt out making the urine run down helplessly over her thighs.
Sumi bites her lips in helplessness.
Her eyes bled tears in anger and helplessness.
The little girl arches her waist, pushing up her crouch as much possible for a girl of her built, but all in vain.
The urine only fell will a little voluminous way, giving her utmost try a chance and resulting in wetting over her worn out ballerina shoes and yellowish white socks.
Giving herself utmost tries and waist pushes Sumi suddenly realized her urinating had stopped.
Helplessly the little girl turns around.
Horrified Sumi watches Raj and Sam holding her worn out, brown cotton panty in their hand, part, by the waist line, stretching as long as possible.
“Don’t…please don’t…” Sumi almost sequels in fear and helplessness, “elastic… chhut jayegi…” almost weeping the little girl adds, “ please wapas de do…”.
Hardly paying any heed to her petition, Sam walks in between, poking his finger to a small hole in the panty.
Sumi’s face had gone red in shame.
“Pehni hoti…to aur maza aata…” giggles Sam.
“Ha..it’s ready made for fingering, hain na Sumi ?” Ed winks.
Sumi didn’t knew what to do and what to say.
She had failed miserably to the task appointed and so can’t walk off too.
At her horror Ed walks over to her, close and closer.
With a tug, Ed holds one side of Sumi’s hair and slips out the rubber band from her hair.
“Please..please Ed,…please don’t open my hair…” Sumi whispers, closing her eyes almost in her breathe, as Ed’s breathe brushes her face.
Ed mercilessly pulls down the bad, releasing her hair at a side.
“We will settle with opening one side of your hair Sumi, but…”
“But…” Sumi asks staring straight to Ed’s eyes.
“Leave your panty here, with us…” Ed replies.
“Sumi stares for a moment to Ed’s eys, “Ok…” and she replies calmly, “You have my panty…can I leave now? Please?” and without waiting for answer, the little girl rushes out of the boy’s toilet.
“Rastey main chhut gaya sir..sachhi main…” the little girl whispers with utmost innocence, as Shukla’s fingers brushed through her tresses.
“ohhh…did someone pull your pony?” Shukla asked.
“Nno…no sir !” Sumi replied helplessly, “the rubber band just broke off…”
“Really ! they were those flat and thick rubber bands I got specially…!” Shukla exclaimed. “I gave you different color Sumi, I think the mauve is missing, isn’t it?”
Sumi looked at Shukla with both horror and amusement, is he a perverted sicko or a worshipper of her?
Right then the group marched in with Manish almost ceremoniously handing over a bunch of papers to Shukla.
“Sir…the quiz question sets…” Manish adds as he holds the bunch in front.
It was tied by the identical mauve rubber band.
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[manigopal]

The old, collapsible lift cranks down as the old woman pulls her weary self out from the stuffy capsule. Ignoring the sticky eyes of the old liftman, Dolly struggles herself out in the road. Her diligent presence at the office bore the fruit. Though it was not a sweet one, but indeed it was handsome for her at the moment.
On the later half she had been summoned by Siddu. Prasad had not been around and Siddu was in no mood to let Dolly go untouched.
Dolly bites her swollen lips unmindfully, sitting in the bus seat. Thinking about the handful of notes Siddu handed her gingerly upon her earnest requests and also his faithfulness. It seemed funny, but Dolly knew Siddu was quite faithful to her, in his torturous ways.
He seems never to feel contended with his torments over Dolly.
The interaction today however started in a cautious manner.
When Dolly got her summon, the first thing jumped in her mind was the last bitter experiences they had together. The sour words of Dolly, the enraged insulted Siddu and the unexpected intrusion of Prasad sir and Chopra. Chopra, the man who broke her heart.
But surely for now, Dolly was feeling more tensed up thinking about getting her bones broken. Siddu, on the other hand too, was a little diplomatic at first, testing her tongue.
On finding the old bitch is back on her knees, Siddu in no time showed up his color.
After repeated banging of Dolly’s face on the sofa and making her rub her nose on ground, pressing his foot hard on her head, Siddu felt ease.
Dolly however understood it was all a forward. It seemed correct when Siddu announced that Dolly doesn’t need to come to the office tomorrow and rather can visit his apartment at the office time.
“Again a day of battering…” Dolly feels a pang of panic running in her stomach. Is she getting old, too old for the job? Dolly wonders as she walks into her shabby corridor.
As the woman gets into the household series of works runs in front of her eyes.
Would she go and present herself to Rao tonight? She needs some rest before her tough expedition tomorrow again. She needs to see her daughter. She needs to tell her, that she does not need to get rather tensedup, her mother will take care of all.
“But, will I be…” suddenly the question floats up to the old lady’s mind.
Dolly feels she is getting rather old. Not only by her body, but also by her spirit, her energy.
The old used up woman leaves a deep sigh. Ignoring the landlord won’t be a good move from her side she knew.
Dolly licks her dry lips. She would cook something fast and report to Rao.
Please him fast and get back down.
Dolly wraps her pallu around her waist and starts working up in the small passage called kitchen. Right then, a pair of hard hands hugs her from behind and she could feel a hard male body pressed against her from back.
Dolly gasps in utter surprise and fear.
Sumi’s heart was throbbing hard. Shukla’s hand was playing over her thighs and was in the process of lifting the skirt till the desired level. As the hand followed up the routine work, the little girl, with a momentarily pause parts her legs helplessly allowing the lecherous hand of a man of her father’s age.
A sudden surprise had made he hand stop. Sumi bites her lips and ceases taking notes.
She could hear her heart throb.
Shukla sir’s hand was over her crouch. The hand was surprised finding her panty-less.
Suddenly Shukla pull’s over Sumi’s copybook, correcting a spelling and marking a question mark in a blank page.
Surely he demanded an explanation of this surprise too!
Sumi’s heart was throbbing hard and her mind running. What could be the explanation?
Suddenly she scribbles under the question mark, “for u” and continues taking note.
Sumi feels like a cheap slut as the hand pats over her bare crouch in a appreciating manner. Shukla had hardly ever appreciated her, and almost never for her shamelessness. She could never be the whore Shukla sir wanted her to be. But today, Shukla’s appreciation made her feel like the cheapest whore.
And now she sat silently, after the tuition was over, tying her open side of her hair as Shukla stood by the closed door.
The preying eyes was so set on the little girl, her looking down eyes, her vulnerable body language, her helplessness, religiously tying her hair- all made Shukla’s nasty perversion evoked up.
Sumi, rather was tying her open side in a plait more like a zombie.
She had been more concerned of her sudden realization and what could be her future.
The shameless ragging by the gang in college today, the increasing demand of Shukla sir, her own fall,…Is her destiny already been set as a whore ?
The little girl had been so engrossed in her thought she didn’t realized when Shukla had sneaked up beside her.
Sumi was sitting still, with the end of her plait in her hand, lost in her thoughts.
A sudden pull on the high pony on the other side made her get back to sense.
“Uhh…ouch…yes …yes sir !” Sumi ejaculates painfully.
Shukla mercilessly pulls up the girl, tugging her hair from the chair, making her stand up in front of her.
“It’s really sweet of you to come panty-less dear…” Shukla had no anger as he spoke, rather he was soft and sweet and sounded more cordial than ever.
Sumi’s painful eyes were set on Shukla’s reaction, and she felt a little eased as she feels Shukla rubbing and feeling her silky tresses in his fist.
“Your…your hair…mmmm Sumi…” Shukla whispers and with a sudden naughty smile looks at Sumi, “I suppose you didn’t took off your panty on road while coming…”
Sumi, in a reflex replies, “Oh no sir ! I left it in home…and then came running to you…”
“And this got tore while running, isn’t it Sumi ? “ Shukla suddenly lifts up the mauve hair-band in front of her eyes. His voice had changed.
“You little liar… bastard…” and Shukla snaps the rubber-band with his fingers, hitting it the pouty lips of the little girl.
A ghastly hard yet shill pain runs all over the little girl’s body.
This time the girl couldn't stop her painful moan.
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[manigopal]

Sumi walked through the streets with her inner and outer burning. She hated and resented the way Shukla tormented her thoroughly. Her pouty lips were still trembling in pain. They have swollen up with repeated snapping with the rubber band over her lips.
Sumi was bound to maintain a kissing action on her lips, each time Shukla would snap the rubber band over her lips. Each time the little girl would writhe up in pain and shiver, with tears flowing, Shukla would maintain a grim grin.
Shukla rather enjoyed Sumi’s fault and wished she would do them more.
With a sharp pull, Shukla tugs the girl up by her hair grabbed well and pushes her to the table, making her face over the table.
Sumi shivered but preferred as Shukla raised her skirt. At last, the torture over her lips were ceased.
Sumi’s heart shivers up as she remembers the slaps and the pinches that followed over her buttock. And then, Shukla sir made her bend down with stretching her ass cheeks apart and started snapping her anus and vagina lips with the rubber band.
The little girl begged at the pain, her whole waist were shivering, she pleaded with broken voice, but all that excited up Shukla more.
Sumi slows down, almost covering the distance to her house.
Her whole crotch and beneath were trembling in pain.
What made her more horrified that Shukla showed no remorse on the torture and while Sumi was still shivering in pain and weeping, he had been instructing her to come in two nice ponytails in college to the following day.
Dolly was engrossed into the thoughts of the difficult days she could foresee.
With almost no money in her hand and with the meager joke of a salary she gets from her office, it’s being really hard to live up now.
More because she knew in her heart, she was getting old. She is getting tired.
The idea of getting her daughter Sumi married off seems like a fat fetched dream now.
She was just about to make it, but all was lost.
Dolly knew, her anger was actually on herself.
Wouldn’t she have left the house for staying with Chopra, the house wouldn’t have ransacked and raided. And all her worries come to a certain conclusion. Repeating her work again, but would she ever make that fortune back ?
It was right then the strong hands had clutched her from her back. The hard body rubbed against her back, turning the old lady with a blow.
“Rajiv…” Dolly almost gasps.
“Ha aunty ji… main… kisi aur ki intezar hain kya ?” Rajiv pulls her closer, crushing her over his body.
Suddenly an idea flashes into Dolly’s mind.
She remembers once Sumi said Rajiv was always generous when it comes into her financial problem.
But it was her problem this time, and not Sumi’s . Would Rajiv be as benevolent as he is into Sumi’s case?
Dolly actually didn’t know what made her action up the very moment. Was it her financial vulnerability or was it a challenge with her daughter.
“Tut hi kaha re kutia inte din ? kaha marwa rahi thi ?” Rajiv grins nasty.
Dolly’s eyes sparkled and her face instantly gets the mohini smile drawn over her lips as her hands would clutch back Rajiv’s shoulder and back.
“I missed you so much beta…” Dolly whispers, and drops her eyes submissively like a shy young girl as her nail tips would clutch on Rajiv’s shoulder, scratching him sensuously.
It was till now Rajiv pulling the old lady closer to his body, but now Dolly starts rubbing her hefty tits over Rajiv’s chest.
“Andar chalo beta… please.. na mat karo aaj…” Dolly grabs Rajiv more closer, “bahut miss kar raha hu tumhe…”.
Rajiv gets mesmerized by the trained whore’s charm and almost drags himself to the small, clumsy room with Dolly in his arms.
What both Dolly and Rajiv missed out was the little girl, who stood at the doorway, watching her mother dragging her fiancée into the bed.
Sumi bites her swallowed up lips hard and rushes out from the house.
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[manigopal]

Sumi cried bitterly sitting in the dark, unmanned bus stop. It was dark and hardly people were passing around. It was hardly cars and bikes that were passing off fast. Rather, not an ideal time and place for a girl of her age to be there, but Sumi being aware of the fact, had let it go.
She had been rushing to her home, a place to find some solace. She wanted to hug her mother and get the pains die slowly. But instead, she witnessed her mother dragging her fiancée to bed, gigging and seducing him in a slutty way. Nothing mattered to her in the moment, and the little girl had let her tears flow. The tears of pain, the tears of anger, the tears of her helplessness, her vulnerability…
Sumi had her fists held hard and weeping almost silently, when a bash of light falls right over her face. Sumi’s eyes gets blinded in the hard light. While trying to cover her eyes with palm, suddenly Sumi froze thinking of the lonely road and the night.
A man gets down from the car and takes a few step towards her.
Still Sumi couldn’t see him as he stood behind the head lights of the car.
“Sumi…! Isn’t it?” …
Sumi gets more puzzled. The voice seems familiar, but she couldn’t place whose it is. Certainly not a very familiar voice, but she heard the voice for sure.
The girl sticks back to the iron seat.
Dolly had been plunging something into a corner of the wardrobe as Sumi enters.
Dolly almost jumps like a cat, turning over and watching Sumi, she sighs in relief and pushes something in more.
“Itni der kyu kiya beti…” Dolly asks softly.
Sumi stares at her for few moments, and clearing her voice says, “jaldi aake kya karti ? tumhe aur Rajiv ko…” and stops abruptly.
Dolly looks up sharp.
Her heart was beating hard and her throat was dry. She too had this fear in her mind while seducing Rajiv. But she was helpless. She didn’t had any chance to lose and that did paid her off too.
“But Sumi… what much she knows…” Dolly thinks in her mind. “Kya …kya bakwas kar rahi hain tu …” Dolly tries to snap back.
“Mom…I was here… I mean, when you and Rajiv went inside the room…I came right then…”
Dolly stood dumbstruck.
She didn’t know what to say.
Sumi looks at her mother. She hadn’t had any pity in her eyes for the moment. Her voice tasted sour.
“Bakwas main nahi kar rahi thi ma… “ Sumi says, “you know that very well… maine socha… not to disturb you people, so I left…” Sumi adds bitterly.
Dolly suddenly looks up and smiles, “ tana de rahi hain ? tujhe kya malum kaisi chalane padhta hain mujhe… eke k karke jama kit hi who paise…sab ke sab chale gaye…” her voice has changed and broken.
Sumi raises her hand, “you don’t need to think of my marriage anymore…please”
“To kya karegi ? randi banke gumegi ?” Dolly’s eyes sparks on, “waise bhi shadi chhod,…tujhe kya lagti hain mere salary se teri aur meri pet chalti hain ?...”
Sumi stands like a statue.
“Aur sun, Rajiv ke saath maine aaj soyee… samjhi…soyee hain maine…lekin fukat ki nahi… he had paid me five thousand rupees… aur..aur bhi dega… to..just to help us out…” Dolly suddenly changes back to her voice and says Sumi.
Sumi looks up to her mother and says in a bitter tone, “that means mom, you want to say, it has been good! Ghar ki paisa ghar main reh gaya ! randi kholi main udhane ke badley Rajiv yaha udhake gaya ! achha hain…” and giggles.
Dolly couldn’t take any more. A hard slap bashes on Sumi’s cheek and she leaves the room, walking upstairs to the landlord.
“May I come in sir? “ there was a soft knock on the open door.
Getting an affirmative from inside, Sumi enters the room, submissively.
“Why, it’s you Sumi…” Shukla exclaims and smiles, “it’s ten minutes to the Tiffin break still now..”
“I had been to the inter class quiz meeting and so thought to come to you after it’s over…” Sumi smiles fade, “am..am I looking OK today sir ?”
Shukla smiles looking at Sumi and nods his head.
“Nah Sumi, your look is quite ordinary today… nothing special…or spicy..”Sukla says in a non approving way.
Sumi takes a step forward, smiling nervous. She was in two low ponytails, tied with ribbons today, instead of bands.
“Sir… but…but it’s college na ! how can I look spicy here,.. I…I will do in tuition na !” Sumi tries to manage, “err… sir, ek baat hain,..can I please leave after break today…? I…I have some work…”
Sukla looks up and holds the girl by her one pony, caressing it softly.
“You will be absent in tuition too?”
“I am not sure sir,…but…but will attend even if I am late…” Sumi whispers like a tamed slave.
“Mmmay…may I go sir…” Sumi’s voice trembles as Shukla got busy smelling her hair and rubbing his nose near her neck on her pony.
“Of course you will dear…but as you know…” Shukla looks up and smile, “for everything there is compensation…” and drives his hand inside Sumi’s college dress and frowns as he touches her crouch.
Sumi bites her lips and Shukla lifts the dress up, “uh la la… a violet lacey panty…!!! I think I can guess what work you have Sumi…” Shuka says slowly.
Sumi terrified almost sequels out, “no…no sir… believe me ! I have a small summer job interview today… I swear… you know, I have have two panties, both are wet, so..so I had to wear this…please sir believe me…” Sumi holds her hand and begs helplessly as Shukla only smiled.
“Please believe me sir… ye dekhiye…” and the girl helplessly unbuttons her upper and shows off her normal cotton bra.
“Please sir…believe me ! I am not going for anything bad … just trying to earn a little by doing proper work sir…” Sumi holds her hand and breaks off in tears.
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[manigopal]

Dolly had diligently prepared herself well and reached Siddu’s apartment sharp at ten. She knew, being it a long time, Siddu would be a monster, and all she was supposed to do was to evoke up the monster more. It is her job and her need too, and so Dolly had looked herself well that she doesn’t makes Siddu unhappy.
Dolly knew well,, her whorish looks infuriates Siddu, a hate which he enjoys to torture upon her.
Henceforth, the old woman had dressed herself up in the low cut blouse, tightly holding up her ample bosom and revealing quite a much, a chiffon saree of her stock. Her silky long mane was puffed up in front, clipped and made to a long rope braid, making her look shamelessly desperate to look young. Even the clips she chose were green, a sharp contrast to her pink saree and silver blouse. It had been easier for her, since Sumi had already left for college.
Siddu was already present in the flat. As Dolly entered swiftly, Siddu grinned like a hyena.
“It seems I need to clean the house after you leave dirty whore! Look at you!” Siddus whispers with shameless joy, grinding his teeth.
“Maalik…” Dolly whispers and drops her pallu, bites her lips and picks it up.
Siddu smiles and takes a step forward to Dolly.
Shukla giggles suddenly as the little girl wept helplessly, begging to him declaring her innocence.
“So you will go home and then attend Sumi ? “ Shukla asks, “Wearing something to show your beneath? Of course I can understand, you have nothing much to show up…” Shukla chuckles heartlessly.
“No…no sir, main…yehi se… I will go directly from here …” Sumi said softly, still sobbing.
“Oh… and you will go in college dress or you are carrying something along?” Shukla asks.
“I… I am carrying a skirt and a top sir…” Sumi said helplessly.
“Get your bag here… dress up in front of me Sumi…” Shukla whispers.
Sumi couldn’t believe her ears. How could Shukla sir be so shameless and crude even in college!
“Mujhe dekhna hain, tu kaisi randi banke jati hain waha …” Shukla’s eyes sparkle.
“Sir !....” suddenly the little girl spurts up, “Chhi… please sir… try to understand, this is college ! Please sir… main change karke apko dikhake jati hu…please!”
“Get your bag here Sumi…” shukla says coldly.
Sumi stares a second to his eyes and leaves a sigh.
“Yes sir…” and leaves the room.
“Go on… go on my bitch… carry on…” Siddu grunted as he spanked the side thigh of Dolly with the horse cane. Dolly winced in pain but let it go with a suppressed moan as she made her way across the huge living room with Siddu sitting over her back. He sat right over her waist, making her crawl on knees and carry him around the room till now, but for the moment asks her to go further.
“Yes my bitch…carry on…right to the bedroom… I have a present for you there honey slut…” Siddu grunts.
Dolly chewed the dog food mouthful, being on her fours as Siddu watched her with a benevolent face. Dolly felt that her skin inside mouth was getting scratched and torn as she munched from the bowlful of dog food pellets. The old woman coughed and choked as the taste spreads inside her mouth.
“Too dry..is it girl ?” Siddu grins and raises, and pours raw whiskey over the dog bowl. “Let them get soaked and soften a bit…thought of ordering food for you…then suddenly remembered this much advertised dog-food …” and giggles heartlessly, “what’s delicacy for dog, should be delicacy for a bitch too…”.
Dolly giggles back too, whispering, “Siddu sir… aap bhi na…” and lowers her face to the dog food. She hated it, but she was in no mood to disappoint Siddu today or now to be honest.
“Dolly…” suddenly Siddu calls up.
Siddu stares as Dolly lifts her face up. The stupid, slutty yet still beautiful face, the half smile, the smeared dog food on her lips, her mouthful and cheeks puffed up, with her shiny rope braid hanging in front, Siddu lost his words for a moment and then speaks up, “you have become a threat to the company …”
The accusation, being do unexpected shook the old woman.
Dolly choked, coughed and with utter horror could only say,…”ji …???!!!”
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[manigopal]

 “Isn’t it Sumi… eh?” the voice repeated as it took few steps forward.
Sumi had stopped weeping with the brush of light falling on her face, and could now see the face behind the strong headlights.
The little girl nods her head softly.
“What are you doing here?”
“I stay here …” Sumi replies.
Harish frowns. “Here, in this bus stand?”
Sumi nods her head impatiently, “I, I live around by…” she says. Sumi was feeling uncomfortable and edgy meeting Harish suddenly.
“So what are doing here, sitting and weeping at this time of night ?” Harish says.
Sumi looks up hard now and suddenly flutters out her anger, “so? Did I commit a crime sir? Can’t I even weep?”
Harish makes a face but then says, “Well, for sure you can. I just wanted to know what is biting you and if you require some help…”
Sumi nods her head.
“I do not need anything sir,…thank you very much…” Sumi says softly.
Harish turns to leave when the little girl suddenly calls out.
“Sir… sir… can you give me a job? a normal job, I mean…”
Harish turns. “Aren’t you still in college Sumi? What job can you expect with a qualification like that? Even peons of these days are graduates.”
Sumi took her head down and retreated herself, heading back when Harish called her back this time.
It is how she was now heading to the selection of the hostess for a fair and conference. Almost like the previous time, but more exclusive this time as Harish said. Though it is a four days job, Sumi would get to know many business houses and associates during the fair, Harish suggested. Sumi got hooked with the idea, she desperately needed to do something now. She wants to give back some money to her mother.
Standing in front of the huge hotel, Sumi licks her dry lips and hesitates for a moment. The girl unties the braid at the mid of her head which ended in a pony, letting her hair down, and smoothening it open. A style that Shukla sir forcibly made her do before making her change in front of him and leaving for the selection. Sumi hastily ties her hair in a simple ponytail and walks in towards the reception.
Dolly was breaking her knuckles helplessly as Siddu was silently measuring her. It is true, that Dolly fears Siddu more than Prasad. Not only for his torturous self, but also for his shrewd and smooth operating nature. Siddu, in the professional life too was cold and merciless, and now he was talking all business.
Spreading her legs apart, sitting on floor, in front of Siddu’s spread legs, Dolly listened like a diligent pet.
“I do not accuse you only though, it’s Prasad ji’s fault too…the fault being over estimating you…” Siddu says slowly.
Dolly looks up at Siddu, licking her dry lips, “sir…main… matlab…”
“It’s simple Dolly… “ Siddu says, “he doesn’t seems to understand that you have turned old…and though we spend times with you, and maybe Prasad ji relishes his time with you,… but…”
“But…?” Dolly asks almost dazed.
“But, … you are too old for business purpose…” Siddu says heartlessly.
Dolly felt someone had whipped over her face.
So what had been her nightmare has come out to be true today ?
She is being discarded off from the job too?
“I am sorry Dolly, but the fact is, sending you to clienteles are quite an insult for the company now … I mean, what would they think?”
“They will think, the company had been gone so down to sent a woman like me...” Dolly said in a distant, cold tone.
“Exactly! But this is what Prasad ji doesn’t wants to understand…He keeps on giving example of Chopra…” Siddu fumed, “Now, everybody is not Chopra that he would lose head over you so astonishingly!...”
Dolly’s face had suddenly flushed, with her face turning red. It could be blush, it could be anger, it could be sheer shame.
“Yes sir, I agree to that!” Dolly says softly, “Everyone is not like Chopra …saab”
Siddu nods his head, “yes… and I really think you are of no more use to us in official way…”
Dolly suddenly understood the gravity of the situation. Few neat gulps of whiskey at daytime had already made her brain to function slower. She understood she is on the verge of getting expelled from the office. She knew the importance of Siddu in the organization. Being a lifetime member in the board of directors, he is also known as the Executor in the company. If Prasad sir was soul, Siddu would be brain to the company.
Dolly looks up at Siddu, and with a fantastic movement of her eyebrows and mohini smile she says, “are you sure I’m finished Malik… give me another job… let me prove my worth, please…if not for me, for Prasad sir’s sake, who still have faith on me…” .
A strange smile slowly spreads on Siddu’s face, “well, I assumed it…let it be so …there is an assignment… If you win, I won’t raise a finger to your worth in company anymore, and if you lose…well,”
“Well…?” Dolly asks coldly.
“I will get your daughter placed at your job that very day…” Siddu says without a movement of his facial muscles.
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[manigopal]

Sumi breaks her knuckles sitting in the huge hall of the hotel. Scattered, there were around some thirty girls sitting and awaiting. Two men had come up and efficiently divided the mass into three categories. The first category was to go in for selection, second was to wait and third was to go out right.
Sumi fell to the second category. The little girln was confused whether she should speak up about she been called over but then drew herself back. Maybe, the selection is a process but at the same time she gets impatient. She had been sitting more than an hour and there are no news from inside. A pride somehow stoked up the little girl. It was Harish sir himself who asked her to come over. She didn’t come up herself.
Sumi gathers herself and walks up to the group of men sitting and the door to go inside.
“yes…” one guy looks up.
“The toilet is that side and drinking water is there…” says the other guy mechanically.
“No, look… I need to say something…I mean, I need to see…” Sumi says incoherently.
The men looks up and exchange their looks.
“Look, I need to see Mr. Patel, Mr. Harish Patel once…” Sumi says.
The men exchange their looks but say nothing to Sumi.
Sumi gets more nervous and incoherent.
“Errr… I mean, I needed to…” Sumi again tries to start.
“Get back to your seat…” one guy says coldly.
“No, see… he had asked me to come, himself, at least let him know…” Sumi tries to say but gets a step back with a rude push on her shoulder.
“Get back to your place or else we will through you out mss…” one guy says coldly.
Sumi gets started, “no..but…” she tries to say.
“Hush !” the guy says. “ One more word and we will kick your ass out of here … “. The other three men also stands up beside the man.
Sumi gets dumb. Not only in shame of the insult but also at the rudeness of the people. Her eyes vaporize up and her pouty lips trembles up.
“Now, what are you standing for ? To get the kick on your ass…” The guy asks crude.
Sumi, in horror turns immediately. She somehow had the fear of getting kicked on her buttock and tried to rush back blindly only to tumble over the chair and fall on the ground, with the chair.
A wave of laughter passes through the hall. Till now it was small giggles as Sumi was stupidly getting insulted by the guards. But as the girl slammed down over the ground with the chairs, the laughter increased.
The four guys, though amused didn’t forget their job and walks up to the fallen girl instantly. One guy lends his right hand to Sumi, helping her to get up. Sumi, holds the hand, trying to get herself freed from the fallen chairs, had only raised half, when the other guy, who had a baton in his hand, hits the girl on her back with it.
Sumi screams up. More than hurt, she was horrified.
“Ek awaz bhi nikali to yeah danda sidha teri gand pe ghusega, samjhi…” the man with baton grunted and said, “Is randi ko uuthake bahar fek…” to his colleagues.
Sumi, shocked and horrified could only understand being dragged out from the stacked off chairs and made to stand up with a massive pull.
“Anyone called Sumi here…” a girl comes out from inside calling.
Dolly pulls a mouthful of cold coffee by the straw, stealing looks at Rajiv, who sat in front of her. Unlike her, he was completely inattentive to the cold coffee in front of him and was thinking something. They sat in a plush café, with less people around.
Dolly felt her purse that lay over her thighs. It had the bundle of ten thousand rupees that Rajiv had handed over her few minutes back. As pre-decided, Dolly met up with Rajiv some quarter kilometer away from Siddu’s penthouse. A location Rajiv dropped Dolly previously. Siddu did not disclose her job, which he said will be briefed later. A brief Dolly really wondered about, but she gains herself back. This is not the time.
Dolly, clears her throat a little and syas, “beta, thank you… “. Not that the old woman didn’t thanked him few minutes back, but this was the most suitable word she found to start their conversation.
Finding Rajiv silent, and fidgeting with his mobile, Dolly restarts, “beta, have you thought of ...”.
Rajiv doesn’t looks up but asks, “thought of… what ?”
“Marriage..I mean tum dono ki shadi… “Dolly spurts up.
Rajiv stares at Dolly for a few seconds and say, “Well tell me one thing aunty, why should I marry your daughter?”
Dolly gets started by the question and suddenly didn’t find any answer.
“Your daughter doesn’t cares to inform me her whereabouts to me ! She had even shown audacity of not taking my calls… and you aunty…?”
“Me?” Dolly asks in a broken low voice. “What did I do beta ?”
“Dhongi mat ban…” Rajiv grunts in a low voice. “ Even your attitude have changed… pehle kitna masale marti thi…usdin I felt I was fucking a plastic doll…”
Dolly holds Rajiv’s hand over table.
“Sorry ! I am really sorry beta… aur..aur kabhi nahi hoga aisa…please maaf kar do…”
Rajiv didn’t answered but pressed the old woman’s feet with his boot under table.
Dolly had sat up, but kept the pale smile over her face. Trying to look and be innocent, “sorry beta..galti ho gayee…”
Rajiv bends forward, “and now, if you really want me to rethink over the marriage aunty… fix- up the dates for the test run… you, Sumi and me…”
Dolly feels vulnerable.
“What…I mean… beta..” Dolly says helplessly.
“Just as I said… think and let me know the date aunty… however, the more delay you do, worse for your daughter… “Rajiv giggles and suddenly his voice changes, “and this time, I won’t let anyone have the cream… both of you will be with me… on my bed…” Rajiv whispers with burning eyes.
 
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[manigopal]

Rajiv’s eyes burnt and he had simply gone carried away. The pressure on Dolly’s feet by his boots increased steadily, evaporating Dolly’s pale smile to a slow painful face.
“Ahhh, beta, you are hurting me now…” Dolly whispers.
The words had a chance to make Rajiv infuriated but somehow he controlled himself right away. Smiling, he murmured an excuse and moved off his feet instantly. Dolly smiles and keeps her hand on Rajiv’s hand, “it’s OK beta,… but…”
Rajiv smiles sweetly. So sweet suddenly that it made the old woman stop abruptly. How helplessly she tried initiating to convince Rajiv to get rid of his idea.
Not that she had not been plundered by Rajiv quite a number of times, but the idea of Rajiv munching her daughter and herself together, gave Dolly a jitter. The idea altogether was so perverted.
How can a person enjoy his fiancée and her mother together?
But Rajiv was on his sweetest self.
“Aunty,…please… no! Let’s not talk anymore on the plan that is set. Isn’t it?” Rajiv smiles.
“But beta, don’t you understand, it’s absurd,…it’s…what should I say, not feasible?” Dolly tried to say helplessly.
“And, why so? “ Rajiv raises his eyebrow. “What’s not being feasible about fucking you and your daughter together?” he ended with a grin.
Dolly leaves a sigh, “beta, none of us, I mean, Sumi and myself, can’t be normal in front of each other na! Think of us too? You won’t enjoy us in real like that! I mean, you will lack the spice…” Dolly ends with a lucrative smile. Indicating she would be spicy as hell if Rajiv aborts the plan.
Rajiv stares silently on to her face for a few seconds.
For a moment, Dolly was convinced of her victory over Rajiv.
Rajiv speaks out calmly, “Dolly aunty,… that is what the test is of! Anyway, if you and your daughter fail to make our test run any less spicy than you indicated, it won’t be good for both you…”.
Dolly parted and then closed her lips.
“And, it doesn’t only mean I will kick your daughter off from my life but also some consequences of not making it spicy! “ Rajiv says softly.
Dolly was struck with tension and horror, “beta…” she could only say.
“You have to have it spiced up Dolly aunty, for the sake of your daughter and yourself too!...” Rajiv smiles steel cold.
In the following hours however Rajiv seemed back to his normal self, which relieved Dolly, though not completely. Two things kept Dolly worried away, first, her unknown assignment, secondly Rajiv’s patent wish.
After the café, they went to the park, sitting among the bushes where Dolly sat glued to Rajiv allowing his hand to play over her as much possible. It was all giving from Dolly’s side. Even when Rajiv ceased cuddling her chest inside her blouse, and started smoking, Dolly remained stuck with her body to Rajiv’s.
If seen from back, anyone would think Dolly to be young girl in park with her lover. She remained pompous and sugar sweet in her attitude to Rajiv.
She hadn’t stopped Rajiv except fake, faint verbal protest which actually would make someone hornier.
Rajiv throws the cigarette off and looks back at Dolly with a naughty look.
Dolly raises her eyebrow and whispers, “what now? Ummm…naughty beta ? kya soch rahe ho…” Dolly giggles softly.
Rajiv grins a dirty yet blunt grin and blindly forces his hand to Dolly’s chest, groping and cuddling.
“Uhhh ! Ahista … ouch…beta..kya kar rahe ho !” Dolly giggles,”ouch… chhiii.. you are almost puling it out…” Dolly giggles in a lusty way.
A lusty voice that makes Rajiv infuriated in lust and he inserts the other hand inside the woman’s saree. “Ehhhhh…chhhiiiii …ishhh,…beta tum to mujhe nangi hi kar de rahe ho…” Dolly giggles.
Sumi sat quietly by the window in the bus. Though her eyes stared outside, her mind was thinking about the events that occurred. Everything seemed to be perfectly all right since. The guards went back, leaving her and Sumi still perplexed followed the lady inside.
Harish was inside, who smiled a little, in a formal way with a nod and indicated to a person who was in charge of coordination.
Like a machine Sumi orates her details as questioned by the coordinator who gives her details too.
After Sumi finished Harish bids him a normal and formal good bye, saying he had been late in reaching so Sumi had to wait sometime.
Sumi was still in a perplexed state. Something was missing. Something was not getting into right position. Something she felt in her heart.
And now, sitting by the window she suddenly discovered her hunch. The reasons for her feel uncomfortable. Ever since last night of Harish’s asking for her to come down till meeting with him, she had been expecting to see another person.
Dinesh sir!
A name that makes Sumi’s heart chills in fear and also inquisitive. Was she relieved or was she feeling a little bad for not meeting Dinesh ? The little girl didn’t know the answer. Biting her lips, the young girl thinks in her mind, looking outside at the street, and right then her heart misses a beat.
Beside the bus stood a bike much known to Sumi. More than the bike, its riders were. The little girl shivered up as she watches her mother hug around Rajiv from behind, giggling and whispering something in Rajiv’s ears.
Sumi instantly turns her face away, trying to cover her face from side too. She didn’t want them to see her. Sumi suddenly felt feverish.
Rajiv drops Dolly near her house and smiles, “ghar pe nahi bulaogee aunty ?”
Dolly giggles short, “shhh..ghar jao ab… bad main milte hain…”
Rajiv starts his bike and smiles, “ek baat puchhu ?”
Dolly rises her eyebrow and makes a false face of anger, “ji beta ! poochho !”
Rajiv lowers his voice and says, “don’t mind, lekin apki kya woh bandh ho gayee?”
Dolly seemed clueless. “Woh? Woh matlab kya ?”
“Wohi ! menopause…” Rajiv says in a low voice in a innocent face.
Dolly blushes up, “ufff ! beta ! Tum bhi na ! chhiii… yeh koi poochta hain..”
“Batao na ..please…” Rajiv says in a low voice.
Dolly smiles naughty, “uffff ! Tum bhi na beta… nahi… nahi hui… abhi bhi bahot der hain…hua ?” Dolly giggles.
Rajiv smiles up brightened.
“Abhi yeh batao..tum ye kyun pooch rahe ho ?” Dolly asks, “tell me…hmmm ?”
Rajiv looks at Dolly’s eyes and it’s himself that he talks, in the process answering Dolly’s question too.
“Phir to tu abhi bhi maa banne ki layak hain !”
From blushing red, Dolly’s face go paper white.
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