The doorbell rang, and Meghna Sengar, a post office BPM, took a deep breath before making her way to the front door. She had been looking forward to this party all week, a celebration of her retired but still working ABPM, Mr. Soni's, son's birthday. She smoothed down her red kurta and pajama, feeling a little out of place amongst the younger crowd.
As she entered the living room, she couldn't help but notice the two young boys staring at her cleavage. She rolled her eyes and bent down to pick up a stray napkin from the floor. As she stood back up, one of the boys, emboldened by her proximity, approached her.
"Hey, will you be my girlfriend?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.
Meghna was taken aback. She had never been hit on by someone so young before. She was about to decline politely when the boy reached out and touched her arm. Before she knew what was happening, she slapped him across the face.
"How dare you!" she exclaimed, tears springing to her eyes. She was overwhelmed by the sudden attention and felt vulnerable in her traditional Indian clothing.
Mr. Soni, noticing Meghna's distress, approached her. "Meghna, what's wrong?" he asked, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
The two boys returned, this time apologizing for their behavior and offering Meghna a coke. She accepted, grateful for the distraction, and excused herself to go to the washroom.
As she tried to lock the bathroom door, the boys burst in, insisting they just wanted to talk. Meghna, feeling cornered, tried to push them out, but they overpowered her. She struggled as they began to undress her, removing her red kurta and pajama.
"Please, stop!" she sobbed, but the boys were too strong. They forced her onto the bathroom counter, and Meghna felt a surge of panic.
Just as she was about to give up hope, Mr. Soni entered the bathroom. He was shocked to see the boys assaulting Meghna, but he couldn't help but be aroused by the sight of her exposed body.
"Mr. Soni, help me!" Meghna cried, but he hesitated.
Despite his shock, Mr. Soni couldn't resist the temptation. He joined in, helping the boys remove Meghna's remaining clothes. Meghna, sobbing and begging for mercy, was powerless to stop them as they took turns having their way with her.
As the three men satisfied their desires, Meghna was left feeling violated and used. She knew she would never be able to look at Mr. Soni the same way again.
As the night wore on, Meghna made her excuses and left the party. She vowed to never let her guard down again, no matter how much she trusted those around her. She would never forget the unwanted advance that had left her feeling so powerless.
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