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CHAPTER TWO: CHALLENGE DAY 1 The home we exotic were brought to the night before the challenge was to begin had the appearance of something constructed to remind you of a palace from a time long ago. Though I wasn’t that familiar with Indian history and I had no idea how long ago it might have been representative of, it did seem to reflect what we had been told about the man’s ego and feeling of power and control over the region. I was accompanied on the trip by Mary Borden, a man she hired as a bodyguard just for this trip, and Ishaan who would be our primary representative with Mr. Chowdhury and his people. Mary had a team of people waiting in Mumbai in case they were needed for any negotiations should the need arise. Mary and I were given a large guest room to share and the bodyguard was given a small room across the hall. Neither Mary or I got much sleep that night. Ishaan had delivered the schedule for the coming day and I was hopeful, but still intimidated by what I didn’t know was to come. The first day seemed to be manageable given what I had experienced in the course of my duties but I wasn’t sure this Mr. Chowdhury cold be completely trusted and I worried about the unknown that might spring up. That was foolish, but everything was so strange and new to me: the idea of the challenge; the idea of needing a bodyguard; involvement with a man such as Chowdhury; a sexual challenge to establish a business relationship; being in India; and, being in the remote part of India. There was so much for the mind to fuss over. The next morning as blowjob we finished the light breakfast brought to us, a servant provided me with a sheer saree and I was shown by one of Chowdhury’s junior wives how to put it on. The saree is five yards of material that is wrapped around the body and draped over the left shoulder. Because it was sheer, there japanese wouldn’t be an under-skirt to tuck the material into so a thin cord was tied at my waist. The material is gathered to hang to the floor, then tucked into the cord (or petticoat, if it is used), then it is wrapped around the body and tucked with pleats added, then draped over the shoulder. Normally, the saree is worn with a form-fitting blouse underneath. But not this one. Once completed, I was surprised how much of my body was still visible underneath despite the layers by wrapping. The way it was draped over my left shoulder, though, it was one layer of sheer material covering that breast and my right breast was fully exposed. I looked at Mary and her look back to me was of deep concern. Neither one of us had any idea what we were getting me into. I motioned with my head to the door, “You may as well have him come in. He’s going to be seeing a lot more in a short while.” She did as I suggest and I felt kind of sorry for him. 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