“What’s in the bag?”“Just open it!”I opened the bag and reached in. As I pull it out, I realize it was a home pregnancy kit.“Look Jessie,...you need to know.““I know. But I am afraid.”Just then, my mother walked into the kitchen. “Afraid of what?”“Nothing, Mom…”“Nothing? Nothing my ass. I know my daughter, and something isn’t…”She never finished her sentence. The home pregnancy kit in my hands told the rest of the story. It was obvious she wasn’t pleased.I looked at her sheepishly and. , and gave a hard hit on her back with my front. Aaaaaaah she cried. Bol chudegi .. I asked. Nahin .. saheb bache tuo operation se hue hai aur mera mard ka bahut chota hai aaur khabi khabhi hi chodta hai, daru pi kar aata hai aur so jata hai She said. nahi ..Laxmi .. maine kaha na ki bahut hi pyar se chodugo I said. Mujhe dar lagat hai .. She said. Daro mat .. Main samhal lunga bus tum payar se ho kar do aur phir dekho kitna maja aata hai, I said, and I was continuously squeezing and rubbing. I had to regulate myself but still get the results I needed. A soft heart could get not only me killed but also all of my family.Three days after we started, Mrs Cardinalli told me in her report that the butler, a maid and three strangers were frozen solid where the elevator was in the house."We will be there to pick them up in a few weeks. Those effected will not have felt anything about the passage of time." She was still upset and I added, "Slave, do as you are told or I will sell you to the. Love you always J xx’I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, feeling a mix of hurt and cuck pleasure that Jill had prioritized more time in bed with her new man overseeing her husband before she flew out to L.A. later today.*I did get the promised call from Jill, but it was a call that set a number of alarm bells ringing in my head. Jill always knew my calendar, being the great P.A. she was, she’d managed to synch up my company calendar with her Gmail so even though she was outside our company.