My grades haven't arrived, but I'm confident that the worst grade I received was an A- in science. I just never managed to get comfortable with the su...ject. I'd rather be out doing things than in some lab trying to mix chemicals and recording the reactions.Erica and I went to the orientation for the new class. Wow, I don't want to say what it is yet, but Erica was right, it looks like a ton of fun. We were told that most people signing up either did as a single expecting the instructors to pair. As I'd known it would be, it was hard for her to swallow."Honey, most of this is about, well, a new friend that I've found," I'd begun. "A very good friend. Somebody I've been trusting with my life these last several weeks. Somebody who's been trusting me with his life. And, well, please don't freak out, but you see my friend, he's ... a computer."She hadn't said a word; she'd just given me one of those looks, the ones that say "OK, you've had your little joke, now what's the real story?"But. He had, finally, gotten the full story on what was going on. “Your honor, at this time, I would request that all charges against Mr. Reynolds be dropped. Additional information has come to my attention concerning this issue and the true facts therein. I would further ask that judicial notice be taken of my sincere and profound apologies to Mr. Reynolds and his family. A serious miscarriage of justice has happened here, where the judicial system was used to bully, harass, and intimidate an. Luckily my grandparent’s room is downstairs. But my sheer bad luck that our maid Asha was watching us. She had even recorded us fucking.She came in with a cunning smile on her face. My aunt and I quickly wore our clothes. Asha showed us the video that she had recorded. My aunt said, “Asha, what do you want? Don’t show this video to anyone.”Asha replied, “Bhabhi, this maid wants nothing but to sleep with her master.” My aunt had no choice but to let Asha sleep with me. She left the room, and.