"Oh yes," Phoebe agreed. "She spent hours preening herself and sitting in the reading rooms and attending balls with some old witch, fluttering her ey...lashes at every young gentleman and old now you mention it, that could still get his manhood to stand." So shall you have her?" I asked."If she wishes," Phoebe agreed."And if not?" I asked."Perhaps a night at the 'Red Lion,' whoring for Mr Binks will change her mind," Phoebe suggested, "That or the threat thereof." Yes, yes indeed." I declared,. . I ache to be able to look into his eyes and tell him, 'I will do anything for you.' The freedom of my submission beckons to me through a thick fog, just out of reach. I can almost taste it.I am inexperienced. But I'm not stupid. Consciously or unconsciously, I've chosen not to get wrapped up in the meat market of nightclubs and college life. I stand by those choices and I don't regret any decision of importance in my life. I've been instilled with a respect for authority that permeates my. ”She laughed and said “Ok I will not tell but you have to tell me everything then. So you have a girl friend abhi?” I was a bit shocked by her question but said “No bhabhi, I don’t like any girls in the class.” So she said “Acha then you must have a crush on teachers then.” I was taken by surprise. I couldn’t say anything. She smiled and said “It’s ok abhi, at your age it is ok to have that. Now tell me who that is?” How could I tell her that it was she only on which I had my crush.I said “No. ”Bunny smiled at this idea and started to move towards Jake.“Mom!” Dave says, taking a different tack. “If you keep the wishbone, you can have anything you want. You can make anyone do anything you want!”It’s a dangerous strategy, as his mom was clearly not in her right mind, but whatever she wanted was bound to be better than what Jake wanted. At least that’s what Dave was hoping.“Anything I want?” Bunny asked, pulling the wishbone back from Jake and holding it tightly. “Anything?”“Yes, mom!.