Hastily, she closed the door. The neighbors didn’t need painstakingly detailed information on what it looked like after the commotion. The incident ...ight make the gossip section in the town’s morning newspaper. It had happened before. A low, drown-out groan came from behind her abused couch, which was in a sorry state, askew and with cushions thrown haphazardly in all corners of the room. The hand of what appeared to be a drowning man clutched at the top of the couch and hoisted its attached. ‘Next weekend, you will tell me all about it, won’t you?’ ‘Yes, love, I promise’. *** As Denise suggested, all that Summer I worked for Philip and stayed weeknights at Aunt Hilda’s. Denise taught me the switchboard, and how to act as a receptionist, but mostly I was archiving. The work was routine, but keeping up that massive archive of press-cuttings, magazine articles, company reports and a mass of private letters, all annotated and underlined, impressed upon me as nothing else would, the. .woh mujhe ajeeb tarah se dekhne laga.shaam ko khana bana diya aur maine aur usne khaya. Thodi der baad usne kaha ki aaj main tumahre liye tea bana ke laata hun..usne meri tea ke cup mein koi cheez milayi, maine dekh liya tha use kitchen mein milate hue.phir usne kaha ki jaldi pee lo aur woh apne kamre mein chala gaya.maine tea bahar faink di au mein bed par let gayi.mujhe pata chal gaya tha ki woh mujhe behosh karke meri virginity lena chahta hai.main chahti thi ki mujhe bhi maaza aaye kyunki. Submission, Velantie, she never forced or demanded, she never fought and had freely given all her godly power to Iane. No one could force Iane to do anything she did not want to do, no one outside her mind, but she could not bear the desperation she felt inside her mind. Velantie’s fear and pain of losing her master was driving Iane insane. So she made an insane decision. Careless to all suffering the future might bring, she would do whatever needed to be done to bring Roban back into this.