By now totally confused and mystified, and totally exhausted, we went off to classes.We were back at Kegs that night, and from the outside, the house ...ooked dark and sinister. No lights could be seen through the windows. The Hell Master, Hank Barlow, greeted us at the back door. “From now until you leave, there is to be utter silence. Nothing can be said, and utter obedience is expected. As I call out your names, you will enter and stand in line. Obey and be silent.”Everybody looked at each. Haven’t unlocked my ability yet.”Samuel was big. And buff. It was slightly intimidating; I have got to admit. Couple that with this voice and his bald head and you have got a super villain’s henchman vibe rolling off of him.The next guy was up next. He could not be more different from Samuel if he tried to. Black, curly hair, average looks and the way he carried himself; dude had the guy-next-door nailed on. If the guy living next door to you had sparks of electricity shooting off of him. I knew you would get the information quickly. I was going to call to let you know where I left the envelop, until Cheryl jumped dead in my shit. It was then that I realized I had fucked up. I am so sorry." Okay, okay, she was bound to find out sometime. I just expected more from you. That's really what this is all about." I said."I know and I promise I will never do anything like that again." he said. "How can I make it up to you." Find me Martha, the hairdresser's, daughter. She is 19 now. I. That was it. Those motherfuckers went online and ordered Playboy magazines with my name giving our Mumbai address. This indirectly helped me out. Radha Bhabhi checked the mails everyday and found out the Playboy magazines and directly reported the matter to my Brother. My brother Murli was furious and scolded me very badly that day even my Bhabhi was little angry on me. She told me that am not good stuff to read. She was innocent even while scolding then I called my friends and scolded them.