But alas! The ice had been, just the tip of an iceberg waiting to show itself, soon enough I made my way inside and was gleefully yet playfully introd...ced to the team and towards the end to my project coordinator. The old saying ‘putting the foot in your mouth’ clearly passing over the head the moment I laid my eyes on the coordinator. From then on…any look at her even though brought back old memories, also brought back the notion that the deed is already made, what is left is the parties to. It looked like I would have two weeks of vacation time used up just tending to my mother, my daughter, and running my son back and forth to the fair. Brian’s introduction to cooking with Hannah had led to a real attachment to the kitchen. With my son cooking nearly every day, I was worried that Hayden and I would pack on pounds over the summer—especially when Brian started baking bread two or three times a week. But he was learning about balanced diets as well and both his parents dropped a few. . to abhi story padhni hai kya?Me: bahut din ho gaye bhaia. jabse aapne danta hai tabse nahi padhi. aapko pata hai agar main rat ko vo na karun to mujhe nind bhi nahi aati.Rahul: (mujhe chedte huye.) vo kya..?Me: jo aap karte ho. masterbateRahul: ha ha ha. tum itni bold ho mujhe nahi pta tha.Me: bhaiya ab story kholo na koi achi siRahul: to mere sath baith ke padhogi kya..Me: han, kun nahi. agar aapko bhi padhni hai to padhlo, isme kya harj hai.Rahul: to fir tum mere samne apna vo kaise. "YOU ARE A 5 YEAR OLD GIRL NOW AND WILL DO WHATEVER ADULTS TELL YOU TO DO!!! IS THAT CLEAR?" she shouted. I didn't think long and cried, "YES!" I only wanted her to stop the spanking. "WHAT ARE YOU?" she asked while hitting my derriere the 15th time. "I'm a 5-year-old girl!" I sobbed. "PLEASE STOP!" After 20 hits with the brush she stopped. "Let this be a lesson to you. Don't dare to contradict me again! Every time you do you will get another spanking. And that's a promise!" she said.