Tom now leaned forward and demanded an answer from Sandra, are you going to obey my every word without hesitation no matter what I demand. He asked.Ye...s master I will do whatever you say but please don't put my head back underwater, Sandra pleaded. Tom looked at her for a short while and then moved towards her.And what is to stop you changing your mind when I remove the barrel? He asked, you're saying you agree now but I bet at the first chance you would change your mind and then where would I. A gentle breeze, carrying fresh morning fragrances, scrubbed the sun from the kids’ sweaty faces as they played cricket, their feverish voices shouting excitedly at each other. ‘Grampa,’ A gay voice shouted his arrival. ‘I’m home.’ The cricket match had ended, and Mohan, having lost, had dashed straight home. ‘Over here, son,’ the old man replied from the living room and laid the Bhagvad Gita upon the bedside table. Mohan ran straight into his arms, like an arrow to its target. For as long as. ’ A look of disappointment. ‘I’m afraid I can’t help you with that.’ He pulled his legs on the bed and just sat there cross legged, gently caressing my face, a swooning look in his eyes, a look of admiration, a look of worship almost. ‘It’s okay.’ He said tenderly. ‘Don’t cry, Caroline. You’re my Goddess I’m going to take good care of you.’ ‘I’m not your Goddess.’ I said confused. ‘You’re my intern, I’m your... I don’t know... boss or mentor or something, but not your Goddess.’ . .. what a cheap line but I knew straight away he was chatting me up...so I said Irish Whiskey off course Bushmills if they have it and I found myself smiling at him,and getting a semi at the same time..he went to the bar and came back with doubles and he we chatted for awhile.. I was about to get the next round when he said sorry I have to go I am meeting my wife at her office do as well, maybe we could meet up in the New Year unless you care to join us tonight,the smile on his face he knew I.