Suddenly it occurred to me to look out the window. But right next to that room was a bend in the hallway, and as soon as I had stumbled over and peere... out they were already gone.The door to my room slammed open and Master came in. Today he was wearing a dress shirt and tie. I put on my shoes. He lowered his arm and I put my dainty hand in his. He led me back towards the basement room where I had woken up before, but then turned and took me up a dimly lit spiral stone staircase. After going up. I consoled Pooja that its not her fault, ” Let me go down to you mother and console before you face her”. She felt comfortable and retired to a shaded portion on the terrace. I went down into the house. Malathi was there sitting on a chair, with head down into her palms. She wound herself with a towel and those torn shorts were strewn on the floor. I did not know how to confront/console her. I just went near her, knelt and said, “Aunty, its ok. It was just accidental and we soon would forget. "I'm very sorry about this, and I think you should go back to your room and we can just pretend it never happened. I promise you, this will never happen again. This isn't right. This—it's your birthday, for God's sake--" Don't talk like that," Sam interrupted, "you'll give him a complex." I've traumatized my son!" He doesn't look traumatized to me. Please, Aunt Liz, let's just talk."I felt Sam's warm foot wiggle out from under the covers and rub against my back reassuringly."Matt," she said,. E-Mail FantasyThis is Angels’ description about herself and her first fantasy of our meeting. My physical description: About 152 cm, very petite, short blonde hair and green eyes. I have pierced nipples and navel. My private parts are completely shaven and smooth. I have not been gifted with 'movie star' looks and I sincerely hope that that is not the top priority on your list; thinking of movie stars, imagine Barbara Streisand and you will get the full picture. What I may lack in that.