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I shied away. “Sheena idar aao”, the man called out. I kept looking in the direction. Slap! Slap!. I’m not supposed to lift my eyes from ground and it must remain fixed.The lady walked into the room in a red saree and was asked to be seated on a chair at other end of room. All I could see was her brightly painted toe nails, and started thinking how she may look. I was there on my knees, naked, accused of molesting a lady, being humiliated by two powerful men but still thinking how hot she is, Shame on me!. The man asked driver to bring a plate and some water, he did. The plate was placed near the lady and water was poured into. Did he mix something into water may be not.She was asked to place her feet in water. I was told I can leave once I properly apologize and first step into it is to drink that water in which she washed her feet. I had no choice I crawled towards the plate and started sipping water. “Kutiya ki tarah pee”. I started lapping and my eyes went blind because of tears.. I did not move, certain it was a trap. While I desperately wanted to be near her, licking the spoon would validate her notion that I was a lad of 16 and young enough to be her son. When I stayed put she looked up, the spoon with its residue of cookie dough was still in being offered. “No?” Her brow wrinkled and she shook her head as if it was a mystery to her that I had not accepted the spoon. She was treating me like a child and it was infuriating. I considered leaving but the sound of rain splashing against the outer porch windows kept me planted. The work area had been cleared. Only a dusting of flour remained which she was picking up with a cloth as she began to speak. “I know how young boys brag about their conquests,” she looked briefly at me “I hope you were telling the truth, it would be devastating for me if anyone found out. Anyone!” Her look was piercing. Her eyes were pleading. She was frightened. Her disposition was infectious. A lump in my throat blocked my thought.
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