… my father’s Indira Singh Ranjit” I immediately recognised the name of one of THE most militant local Sikh community leaders!! XXX I mentally stepped back from my ring-side seat for a moment, in order to soak up the scene being enacted before me. but it doesn’t matter – you’re soaked – let’s get you dried off”, and I retreated to the kitchen to get her a towel. I caressed her back (confirming my observations of her lack of upper-underwear!), and, venturing my hand lower, I could distinctly feel the clasp of a suspender beneath her skirt. “My father will beat me – I only HAVE two options – go to India and face HIS marriage, or die!”
A glimmer of a plan started to emerge within my subconscious – “You’d have
