The closest call had undoubtedly been last week. An urgent series of files had landed on Aubrey’s desk, obliging us both to pull overtime in order t... get them shifted. Thankfully, there hadn’t been quite as much work involved as we’d anticipated, but I’d offered to keep my boss company nonetheless while she got through the tedious business of making sure that the mass of documents was signed and stamped, ready for delivery. As far as I was concerned, there was little sense in spending an hour. "You have to stop beating yourself up.You are going to be great. You are going to the best mommy ever.Everyone knows that." I'm scared. And I'm scared about my job. I've worked really hard."She looked me in the eye. "And they know that. And if they don't knowthat, someone else will." Don't tell me I'll be fine..." I'm not mom," she said, with a half-humorous, half-annoyed tone. "Butyou will be. You will make partner. There or somewhere else. Andyou'll be a great mom. I saw the. The dress wasgathered around slave?s waist before slave?s arms were free of the sleeves. i wriggledthe dress down slave?s body to the floor, stepped out of it, picked it up andhanded it to Master. It was not done quickly. Only after i handed the dress to Master did i realize thatall four of the other people were watching me. The employees seemed to besmiling, but the woman of the couple was not. She said, ?That?s that slut fromthe show. Gawd, I didn?t think she could get any trashier but??. No one would believe a girl who liked me would teach. Most of them thought I myself was a student and I thought 18 year olds. Out of my four students only two should up that day. They were my landlord’s kids, Rishi and Raghu. They were identical twins and it took me few days to differentiate from one another. Since I also looked young somehow they ended up calling me by my name, Sruthi.I was in a bad mood on that day and the broken elevator rubbed salt to the wound. I stormed into the house and.