We had dinner together and then I went to my bedroom on the context of completing some homework. Bhabhi also came in my bedroom and sat on the bed as ...she was feeling lonely. We kept discussing some general issues and it was 11.00 PM when Bhabhi said that she is going for sleep in her bedroom. Bhabhi has got this habit of drinking milk before sleeping and as she stood to go to the kitchen and I said you sit here and I will get the milk from the kitchen.She said ok and as planned I went to the. The same material covered the bed, and the lounge on the end of it. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling above the bed, casting a soft glow onto the bed spread. This room had captured my amazement the first time I had entered it, and now, getting a better look at it, it only amazed me more. "On the bed, slave," Master spoke, coming out of the ensuite in nothing but a large white towel. I climbed onto the bed, but returned to my kneeling position as soon as I got to the middle of it. "Lay. Again…” he thought to himself. It was a promise he’d made several times before, and one he was unlikely to keep. The last several weeks he had been angry at the world. But lately he was just checked out, and the whiskey helped a lot. At this point school was just a way to pass the time while he coasted on his high IQ. He managed to prepare a slice of toast, which he shoved in his mouth as he poured himself a cup of coffee. While Ben’s stared, blank and bleary-eyed at the counter, he noticed. Jillian thanked me, asked my name, and wanted to know about my life in San Francisco. Most of all, she was fascinated by the old wooden view-camera with its red-leather bellows, polished brass lens and panoply of shinny metal fittings. It was a family heirloom that to me at the ripe old age of 17 seemed older than time itself. It wasn't until after I had my driver's license about six months, that I was allowed to take the camera out of the house. Even then, my Dad warned, "Don't let it out of.