Not to be afraid of anyone.Her husband as usual left to office. It was boring and I started to watch TV. She finished household activities and I asked... her to take some rest.So she came and sat beside me on the sofa. She started the conversation. She spoke about my studies. How I spent engineering in four years. And she suddenly asked me.. “are you loving someone ? ” I said no chiththi. I don’t know to flirt with girls.She smiled.. and I asked about her marriage life. How the marriage happened. A slight scrape outside the door caught my attention and then the door burst in. A man and woman exploded into the room and with a heavy Asian accent demanded to know where the "gull" was. I had already leapt off of the bed and held my tongue in the silence. They heard the same shower I did and the guy ordered the woman in an Asian language. She jumped past me and ran to the bathroom, kicking in that door.The man smiled at me and shot out a round house kick that I dodged by bending backwards. You: “Move your skirt aside. Dip a finger. Taste it.” I obey. It tastes different to you, saltier. “Move your skirt from under you, no wet spot.” “Too late” I answered truthfully, but edged it aside anyway. Next text alert beeps. I haven’t even read it and my juices flow more strongly.You: “Sliding my finger under my boxers. Scooping a nice crystal clear drop. And applying it on my lips like a balm” Ooohhh! I’m flying so high now; if I just squirm a little harder I swear I’ll come right here,. Suddenly,Irma shook her head, and stared at Miranda for the last time. I can?t believethis, I?m insane, I?ve got to escape?but if Foggcomes back, and Miranda starts speaking again?I might be persuaded to tattoo myFOREHEAD. And never leave. Oh God. I?vegot to get out of here now! ?SlaveFogg?? Fogg was rising off the toilet when heheard Slave Irma?s voice through the bathroom door. ?Yes, why are you downhere? Did Mistress Miranda permit you to leave the room?? ?Foggy recalled that there was a.