Otherwise, it’s just a legal ceremony. The real wedding, if you will, is on Sunday.”“Did you talk to your professor?” Jessica asked.“After t...is call, Kara and I are going to the Woodlawn Tap to have a drink with him. He’s there pretty much every Friday night. I checked with my neighbor Bart, who’s a friend of my professor, and he said Mark is supposed to be there tonight.”“Then I’ll let you guys go! What time tomorrow?”“Just before noon. That gives you the morning to do homework. We’ll come. She couldn’t help herself as she nodded her head, her eyes wetting over, she was on the verge of crying as she waited for the instruction that was bound to come. She wanted to say to her Mum that she will go to Aunty Steph and have her spank her very hard, anything rather than have her own Mum spank her because she knew once she was spanked the first time then she will have to submit to her Mum’s discipline just as Scott did. As though reading her mind her Mum said sharply, “You can still go to. And as weird as it might seem, I have enjoyed being with people more after I began following the golden rule. But hey, as long as I got what I wanted, I didn't mind doing whatever, and being any body's mistress. So, being with a sensitive man like guruji was the best thing that could happen. That day, I had just come back from a shooting trip to Goa and was relaxing in my house. I planned to go to a beauty parlor in the afternoon and disco party in the evening. When I was in the saloon getting. I've watched him and avoided him for weeks at rehearsals, as many of the other women gushed over the power of his baritone and his clear attractiveness. My own attraction deep set in the kindness of his eyes and the crookedness of his smile. My avoidance has been set purely in my self-deprecation. Looking around at rehearsals, I have seen people flirt with him, completely unabashed. I've even seen him flirt back, but I have never even envisioned the idea of being this close to him, let alone.