That would not quench my anger.But I could use these keys. I could use these keys, and...Burn her fucking building down. Down to the ground! And then ...hrow theashes up in the air like confetti!Yeah. That might quench my anger. I had a can of gasoline in the back ofmy crappy truck just in case it ever ran out. And we kept a lighter inthe kitchen drawer. I had all I needed.to commit arson. So after a quickstop in the kitchen I was in my truck and driving speed limit towardsthe Proteus Real Estate. Ok coming back to story on that Sunday we all family members went to my aunts house there the pooja of durga devi. After completing the pooja the session of drinking the beers and some whisky bottles are arranged for the guest, who are invited over there. All have taken drinks and after completing all people have departure as I went out for drinking a beer, when I came back my family members were not there, my enquired about me, as I’m very much close to her I said that to have a beer that’s. ”“I don’t want you talking like that to my Bobby!” she demanded.“Or my Jimmy!” another woman added.I suppressed a heavy sigh, “And you are?”“Janet Klausen. My son is Jimmy, the white belt.”“Ladies, I didn’t yell at them. I didn’t scream at them. I simply told them that they had to line up and be quiet without me clapping my hands and waiting for them to do it. They’re all old enough to understand basic discipline.”“They’re here to have fun with their friends!” another mom protested.I was being. To say I was overwhelmed with the amount of information I had gone over that week was and still is an understatement. That being said I was extremely proud to have been able to go through the training. “So Ky, how do you feel after everything this week? Still interested in having a slave?” David asked me.“Well I have to say that it has been a very interesting learning experience.” I told him. He just nodded his head and looked at me for a few moments.“I have to say that you have done great..