We will leave the city tomorrow night, travelling by sleeper trains. To mark this last night, they gift me a red sari. They want me to wear it. I am quite embarrassed because the sari blouse is sleeveless with tiny straps. I have never shown my shoulders or bare arms to anyone. But I don’t want to offend my uncles. I need them to look after me. Without their protection, every city guy would take advantage of my innocence.
We had sold pretty much everything, except for a double bed, some chairs and a table. There is nothing left here. With no kitchen anymore, Virji and Rajji have started to order food from the local restaurant. I serve food for them in my sari and wait until they have eaten. They start to drink whisky while I muster the strength to eat. The food tastes strangely delicious - and starts to lift me.
Little do I know, that my guardians have taken Viagra, which is taking its effect. My uncles keep looking at me. They offer me glass of whiskey and enjoy watching the effect it’s having on my body language, they can now see me hold my body to display my curves, through my sari. They smile at each other, as they continue to drink whisky. Rajji starts to play item songs on his phone to create some ambiance.
I don’t know what’s coming over me, after eating, I want to sway to the music. Virji encourages me to get up and dance, it will make me smile. He cajoles me that he wants to see me smile before we start a new chapter. I sway a little but feel shy, conscious, and yet feel the need to be provocative.
Virji sees my dilemma and cajoles me to go sit on his lap. He makes me sip more whisky, as his hand comforts my curvaceous body. All this is having a strange effect on my virgin untouched body that’s now desperately aching for a man’s touch. I am starting to experience wetness; my uncles senses this and suggests we should sleep. Tonight, we will have to share the bed. The close proximity to their manly hairy bodies, hardened by working in the sun is making it hard for me to relax. Their body aroma is heating my senses and provoking my mind. I long ti be sandwiched between them, for a tighter hug and maybe a kiss. |
