The Law of jungle-15
Just near the exit gate of the Railway station, the man was standing on the pavement and was waving his hand toward him. Sachin stopped his Auto-Rickshaw near him and asked, "Yes, Sir?"
"Would you go to Kamathpura?" he asked.
"Yes, Sir. Please get in," said Sachin and moved forward when he was ensured of his sitting inside the Rickshaw.
Sachin had not slept properly last night and he was feeling drowsy. Still, now the naked body of that rich lady Ashmita was flashing in his mind frequently and he was jealous of Arjun when he thought of him fucking that rich lady the whole night in his slum. Sachin craved for Ashmita and wanted to fuck her again, now she had been an obsession for him. He diverted his thought towards the passenger sitting in his Rickshaw.
The passenger was a man past his fifties in medium height with well-to-do outfits. He had grey hairs and sprouting greybeards on his face as he might have shaved the day before. He looked like a family man, a gentleman, and must be an employee of some Govt. office. Kamathpura was Mumbai's infamous red-light area and It was an old and notably known red light area in Mumbai located in Mumbai Central. There were a total of 14 lanes in this area and these lanes had brothels where the prostitutes would cater to customers. Sachin smiled himself and was not surprised to see the visit of this man to that area as he knew most of the customers visiting that area were either bachelor young men who had never experienced any pussies in their lives or the persons like this gentleman, crossing over the fifties and approaching old age to rejuvenate their past glories.
Within half an hour, Sachin reached the destined place in a narrow lane surrounded by cramped, congested, and dilapidated buildings on both sides. He could see the chipped wall of the buildings exposing the faded red bricks and in some of these small plants had sprouted out. All the windows and doors of the buildings were opened and Sachin could see the women ranging from the age group of young, middle-aged, and old, all types of prostitutes standing in open windows and doors even some were strolling around the street to lure customers in their gaudy costumes, heavily powdered faces, smearing their lips with deep red lipsticks, their breasts looked heavy as some of them had stuffed piece s of cloth inside the cups of their bras.
The passenger got down. After receiving the payment, Sachin looked above the windows of the buildings and the prostitutes resembled a cloud of bats huddled together hanging from a cave roof. It was 11.00.A.M. Sachin could feel the heat of the scorching sun above which was a typical hot and humid climate of Mumbai at that time.
Sachin was about to leave that lane when he heard a voice, "Hey, Sachin halt."
Sachin turned his face backward and found Billa waving his hand towards him and signing him to stop his Rickshaw. In response, Sachin waved his hand back and parked his Auto-Rickshaw in a suitable place. Billa was his close friend from his slum. Billa approached near to him. He was tall and black as a negro, physically he was strong and heavily built. He had long hair, was slightly bearded, and had a deep scar on his right cheek. He had a handlebar mustache, a wide, thick mustache with the ends curving slightly upwards. He was wearing a Kara (A steel bangle) on his right wrist.
His outfits were cheap and dirty, a soiled red t-shirt and brown pants. In fact, he was a small-time criminal, a hoodlum, a Pickpocketer; sometimes he would snatch from people their belongings in lonely lanes at the knifepoint. He had been jailed several times even though Sachin had known from certain sources that he had raped several women but nobody had dared to lodge complaints against him due to being afraid of him. Sachin was sure that he must have a sharp knife with him but whatever he was, he was a close friend of his.
Both the friends embraced each other and Sachin asked, "Dear Billa, where had you been as I have not seen you for quite a long time?"
"Dear, I was in jail and today only I have been released from jail and immediately I have come here for a good fucking. Let us find some two good girls to fuck as I have not fucked anybody for the last six months. Don't worry! I will pay the girl for you. But before that let us drink some wine, "he said.
"Sorry, friend, I am not interested in girls. Further, It is daytime, how could I take drinks as I have to carry passengers, "replied Sachin.
"Fuck your passengers, come with me," Billa dragged him to a nearby dingy and thatched cheap wine bar. Both were sitting there and started consuming cheap country-made wine and looked at the brothels in front of them.
Billa looked at him and said, "Sachin, what happened? You look upset. Tell me the problems you are facing, I will sort them out immediately. Why don't you have a look at those young prostitutes and choose two of them whom we should fuck now!"
"When I have fucked a beautiful fair rich lady last afternoon who was like a film heroine, like a model then why should I care these cheap prostitutes?" he replied in an irritating voice.
"What?"Billa exclaimed with a surprising voice, "Tell me the details of meeting her."
They had already consumed one bottle of wine and Billa had ordered another one. Sachin went on explaining how he met Arjun last afternoon, another driver friend of his who had a beautiful rich lady with him whom he had seduced and fucked during the trip to Elephantas, how he along with Arjun took that lady to that place near-deserted old factory buildings area and how he made that lady drunk and fucked her.
"Listen, Sachin, do you have the address of that lady?" asked Billa.
"Yes, while she was drunk, she had given me the address where she was staying. It is near Juhu beach, "replied Sachin.
"Well, now the program of fucking these prostitutes gets canceled. Let us move to the house of that rich lady, "said Billa.
"What?" the only word Sachin could spell with his bewildering eyes.
During this moment something else was happening inside the cottage as Ashmita was running naked to her bedroom to tease the poor Narialwala, Muthu who was following her and jumped into her bed. Without wasting her time, Ashmita also pulled his wrapped folded lungi from his waist and Muthu became completely naked exposing his big black throbbing cock.
"Hihihihihihi, you see, I have also taken revenge upon you by making you complete naked," Ashmita laughed and teased him.
