Besides it will be more fun for you to find out more about me at the sleepover," I said smiling. The girls agreed and for the rest of the afternoon we... worked quietly. Chapter 4 - ArrangementsJust before it was time to go home, I changed back into my own school uniform. "I hate wearing these clothes," I said walking back into the room. "You don't look nearly as cute either," Kimberly said. "Thank you for today girls, forcing me to wear a schoolgirl's uniform. I have really enjoyed it." Your. My Aunt and Uncle just rescued me from that horrid place. We had so little to do there and a very limited library. I don’t remember learning her language, but we normally had twelve hour school days. If someone got in trouble we would have fourteen to sixteen hour days. I probably know a whole lot of stuff I don’t remember having learned. It is really hard to remember what I studied when I couldn’t even remember what day it is or when I last ate.”Time to get this fucking fuck show going. As ever Purnima Bhat has replied all my queries. As always all her replies are one liners, because she has sent three different e mails in reply to my three queries.The first e mail reads:No I don’t expect anything apart from what is at my site. The second e mail is:Hi the phone number you gave is of which place?The third in reply to my message that I have booked a room in Park Royal is: OKShe has not called me or given me her phone number even at this stage. I too decide to send a one liner. YOU wouldn't have gone all overprotective-big-brother if not for them. And ultimately you wouldn't have been in a position to get shot."I shook my head. "We're not getting into this again. Everyone who was in that house made their own conscious choices, and the only people responsible for those choices are themselves. That goes for me, too. You don't need to apologize because the fault for my actions lies with me. The person responsible for me getting shot is the guy who did the shooting, and.