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" Kim was going to say she couldget a taxi to the store and pick up her things, but she had no wallet,suitable clothes for the trip, or any idea how to extract herself fromthe predicament she was in."Kim, no - you are no problem, really. There isn't anything I need todo. I'm going to make sure you get sorted."This seemed a fairly duty-laden commitment and Kim was starting tounravel. The lack of sleep, the experiences over the last 16 hours, andthe complete terror of the predicament she was in, and the absolute dreadshe felt knowing it had to end. "I just need to get home. I havefriends who are expecting me for dinner on Friday. I never wanted forthis to happen. I don't know how it happened. I don't know..." and withthat, she dissolved into tears for the second time in front of Kelly, andfor the second time Kelly wrapped her arms around her and let Kim cry itout on her shoulder."What is happening? Why did I agree to go to the party? I need all thisto stop, but I..."Kelly. I felt the cold breeze hit my shaven and wet cunt. The blouse had a part of the sari pinned on the shoulder. This made the thin material of my sari partially cover my nakedness. I crossed my legs slightly as if it was going to hide my nudity. Even as I was doing this, the man roughly pulled out the open blouse off my arms. This made the sari covering my front also to fall to the ground. So now I was totally in the buff except for my black bra pulled away from my boobs." Hey k**, why don't you help me instead of just staring. C'mon now open up her bra hook and make this bitch fully bare" said the man.The k** standing behind us touched my bare back with his coarse fingers before leading them to my bra-strap. He fumbled for more than a minute, before giving up the attempt. Seeing this the man put his hand inside his pocket and took out a knife, and before I realized what he was about to do, he put the knife between my skin and my bra and ripped off the bra-strap between my bra-cups. As.
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