I am a girl of 20 years of age but I am going to tell this story in a boy’s perspective.So, this hot story is about me. When I used to be in my home...own, I used to be a shy guy and I used to have a good boy image.We had a servant whom we called Pushpakka who used to clean our house. She was almost 36 years, same age as my mom. I was 19. Pushpakka was with us from childhood. She had a bad marriage and my mom helped her to get out of it and she stayed in our house since then. I am the only child. ”Justin chuckles and nods to the alien. “If you would, kind sir.”Zate nods back then scoops up the girl and carries her over to the bed. Riley rolls over, giggling and scoots up next to her brother as the alien takes a seat at the edge of the bed.“You know, big brother,” she says with a sigh. “We should have done this a while ago.”Justin gives her a quick kiss. “I know, but I never really thought about it. I’ve had you all this time and have been happy that way.”“Do you want to go back to how. . “Miss? Can you help me find the Dr. Seuss section?” Alice was startled by this sudden voice in her mind- she placed her book down and smiled sweetly at the mother in her midst, clutching the hand of a squirmy toddler. “Sure, right over here,” she gestured, leading the mother to the clearly marked “Children’s Section”. Alice didn’t mind being a librarian, although the shine of the job had worn off long ago, just as the crisp pages of new books turn yellowed and weathered. No, being a. Greg was starting to get used to the routine. He’d given up on the thoughts of being released and was slowly starting to get used to the taste, or at the very least the shock of it each time had died down a bit. He was stirred from his thoughts though by Ben coming in and shouting good morning. The lid opened as usual but he didn’t feel Ben sit down.“I’ve been talking to some of my friends about the box and they’re interested to see it. Tonight a quite large group will be coming round to try.