I could see him as clear as if he were in daylight. He was the same man who had appeared to me in my dreams once before. He was clad in black flowing ...robes with scarlet trim. The symbol of an open eye had been stitched into the chest. His long raven hair was tied back into a single braid.He was the Magus Dred.He stopped a few feet away from me and began to speak. His voice fluttered between clarity and inaudibility."... my gift? You are... one I seek... coming for... you."He then took a single. We had recently moved to Mumbai and were adjusting to the fast-paced life of the city.It was early Jan and my wife had already informed me of her plans to visit her home city Delhi for the weekend. When the day arrived I helped her pack and we were set to leave for the airport. Just when the bell rang and standing at the door the was the guy who cleans my car Santosh. Now let me describe Santosh he was your average Marathi middle aged man, maybe around his late 40s if I may guess. Grey hair,. But I know next to nothingabout you, apart from the fact that you have a lovely house."Daniel chuckled."Perks of being a self employed electrician," he confessed. My earspricked up."You're an electrician?"Daniel smiled at me."You must be Gabby," he said, he extended his hand I shook it, surprisedat how gentle his grip was. "And yes I am an electrician. And believeme, it's a lucrative little job. Is that something you want to do?"I thought about it. One of the many job ideas that had drifted. The fact that you can only go out with my permission will be plenty.??You mean, you want me wearing your clothes,? I pointed out.?Right. Now, take off my clothes, and put them in the dirty laundry.?I did so without hesitation. Within seconds, I was standing before my friend and mistress, completely naked.?Good. Come over here. I want to inspect my new slave.?Giggling, I walked slowly to Melissa. Melissa grabbed my head and brought our lips together. We kissed. And kissed again. And kissed.