This is a fictional story based on real characters.This is about my conservative sister and mom going on a trip to Goa with me and my friends.Let me ...describe them to you. I work in Mumbai IT company for the last 5 years and live with 5 other flatmates in a 3 BHK apartment. I come from Udaipur in Rajasthan where the society is little orthodox and females living there are conservative. My mom is wheatish in complexion and has maintained her figure doing her daily chores. She is 36b-30-34 and. Twain's views. She did say, "I think there is someone who wants to see you."I asked, "Who is that?"Belle opened her office door and in came Jessica. She gave me a verybig hug. Jessica said, "I have my Uncle's car for the night. Aftertonight's dinner, is there anything special you want to do?"I said, "Not really. Maybe just some time to think and put all this inorder."Jessica said, "That is good. Please take this one day at a time."I will. Well we went to dinner. Jessica stopped at a liquor. Believe it or not, that gerbil bit right through that pencil. Then it wouldn’t move anymoreThey took away my lamp, my pencils and my gerbil to punish me. I don’t know why, but they did.Way back, when I was a boy, I wanted to be a Vet., but the patients kept dying. After a while, no one would bring me their pets, so I started to look for strays. In a small town, that is not easy, and I ran out of patients there too. But then I decided to be a people doctor. Momma turned white when I told. “So, you want to be mine. Is that what I’m to understand?” He’d considered the possibility of being exclusive to her if it ever became a possibility. David knew in his heart that despite desire for her, he would have to be the one in charge. As much as he craved Diana’s touch, her kisses and the incredible way she made love to him, David knew it wouldn’t work unless she was submissive to him. Diana was a brilliant woman. She had built her own business model and run it to perfection. Could she.