The hybrid persona, on the other hand, had a thinking entity controlling it: the enslaved persona. I suppose the enslaved persona was very much like a...rat, but it was a full thinking persona that, while by itself it was fairly simple compared to the other personas, it had the advantage of adapting to any situation and never exposed itself while doing its work. And when the person’s normal persona was in control, the enslaved persona did absolutely nothing. The only thing it could do is switch. Mandhana: Mom! (Silence for few seconds). Okay, I am not fucking him. And you should also stop fucking Mithun. Is it okay?Me: Yes, I will stop fucking him.On hearing this Mandhana started to cry, stopped fucking him and ran to her room. I think she was heartbroken by my words. Mithun didn’t speak anything and the only thing now he wants is to release. He was hard because of incomplete sex.When I saw him, he was lying nude with an erect dick and confused face. I too left his room and went to my. She tried a few more times, but nothing. She wipes a few beads of sweat off her brow when she hears a man call out…. “Could you use some help with that?”It was her neighbor Ben. He just got back from a run. He was pretty fit even if he was a bit older than her. “That would be great” she responded. Ben lived to the right of Ellie and Jason. From what they observed, he lived alone and worked from home. They would see him work in the yard or going for a run, but he was always alone. He was such a. Her throat still hurt. Her nose still ran. And I medicated her. The syrup gave her four hours of respite but inevitably the symptoms returned. To add to her discomfort, her body ached all over.By the seventh day, her fever jumped. I had kept her out of school and, not knowing what to do, took her to our family doctor. He hummed and hawed and inspected her throat and eyes and ears. He listened to her chest and after a pause to think, announced Addison had the flu. I wasn’t impressed. Had he been.