I can tell by his grip. I can feel his bulge against my leg, hard and throbbing. He throws me on the bed and ties me down, immobilizing me, and strips...away most of my clothes. He takes off his belt as I lay there, ass in the air. I can’t help but grin as I watch my man in action for the first time. As he folds his belt in half, I whisper softly, “Give it to me good, baby,” but he doesn’t hear me. He doesn’t have to, though. He already knows what I’m thinking. He whips me across each cheek with. I lugged the bag of groceries back to the apartment, put them in therefrigerator and I slipped into the bathroom to put a sanitary napkin onmy cum soaked panties. Then mommy and I opened the package from JohnLewis that Helen had ordered online for me. There were six cheap packagedblack dresses, more like long smocks, wrapped in plastic which weredescribed on the packaging as maid's uniforms. Each one had beenpersonalised with my name embroidered in white thread on the left side ofthe uniform. What thehell just happened to me? And what secret does her card contain? All Iknew was if I peeked at it before I got home it would be a deal breaker.I hoped it would contain her phone number, but it might be nothing.Maybe it was a tipoff on a prize fight, or an invite to an MLMrecruitment party. The last thought made me laugh out loud. 'Life can bea party,' Lorain often said to me. 'Enjoy it.'As much as I wanted to see what Marina slipped into my pocket Ideliberately took my time. At least an. I woke up early in the morning and packed my bags and told everyone that I was going to the hostel. I went near every individual of my family member and told them I was going to college. Then I went near mom and said –Me: Mom, I am sorry for what I did yesterday. I hope you will forgive me for that.And I started my journey toward Hyderabad.It had been 6 years since that bad incident happened between me and my mother. In between, I barely went home for 3 days every 6 months. I never know whether.