So we set up the following week would be at my apartment.I was to dress the same as meeting in the motel, Naked, cock cage, butt plug, nipple clamps, ...blindfold, leave the door unlocked. One addition was that I was to sprinkle uncooked rice on the tile floor and kneel on it as I waited for His arrival.The day finally arrived. I prepped as usual, several enemas, shaved, showered. Got my bag of toys ready in the living room. I got “dressed” as I was told, knelt on the rice and waited. It was very. Pata nahi minika ko kya huwa. Muje usne bol diya get lost from here. And aaj ke bad kabhi muje apna face bhi mat dikha na. Mene usko bola cheel just askd u. M- tum yaha se bahar niklo. Warna me tumare boss ko call karungi .Me- mera boss. Wo kon he. M- ritika is your boss right. I will call her if you dont leve from here.Me- hoo.. Pls she is my slut. She just sayd me that you need sex so I have come here. Even I m not any giglo to du the things on your instructions.. And uske pas jake kiss karne. Such acts are considered as insulting the Goddess Annalakshmi (Goddess Of Food) which will make her angry. She will then curse such person and throughout his life he will have to starve without getting any food to eat).I said in emotional voice "I will sit and eat only if you say you have forgotten me — otherwise hereafter I will not touch food come what may". Aunty was moved by my words and she said "I am not angry with you at all — how can I ever be angry with you — don't you know me — I will. Still the same round, white metal table on thesidewalk. The too-sweet coffee. A curlicue of iron against my spine.Palm trees. Peace.But the news we read this morning is from that strangest place of all.Ourselves.We sip and read in silence. And when the time is right, when the coffeehas been savored and only the dregs remain, when the news is understoodor, rather, when we feel it is, he smiles."I had a thought," he says. "A nice day, I thought, maybe, a drive outin the countryside. A walk,.