I, on the other hand, loved it. It had been weeks since I'd had to scramble up eggs for her or pour her a bowl of cereal. This way was a lot cheaper f...r me and a lot more humiliating for me.There was a three-minute sand timer on the counter. I picked it up and set it on the floor right beside the dogfood bowl. She stared at it as I turned it over, the anger still bright in her eyes. I ran my hand over her bottom a few times, feeling the cool flesh. It was chilly in the basement, I kept it in. I mean it fucking sucked. I sat there, on the rear deck of my truck, presiding over $65,000 worth of clothing, at cost. Thousands of out of work and retired idiots - that wouldn't know quality if a Eleanor Thornton, the Spirit of Ecstasy herself, slapped them upside the head at the controls of a Henry Royce & Company crane - walked by, looking and ripping my merchandise apart, and then walking on.I usually stayed until 7:30, but at 2:00, I had had it, and started packing. By 3:30, my truck was. I casually went and sat next to her . I planned on talking to her , but I could’t coz I don’t have the courage to . But strangely she broke the ice .She: eyy, do you know how to postpone the leaner’s test dates ,Me : itz that counter , ( I pointed out)Since the counter was crowded she sat there .She : itz so crowded there , may be i’ll just wait here till the crowd settlesMe : thats better, well i’m seanShe: i’m ayeshaMe: why are you postponing the dates . The exam is quiet easyShe : i’m not at. I slowly began to crawl to where I thought one of the containers were. I didn't realize how long it would take to me move around the basement. If tried to go too quickly my balls were given a sharp tug that quickly stopped all forward progress. I finally fumbled my way to one of the 6 containers. I tried in vain to back up to it and reach it with my hands but my hands didn't even come close to the top. I was now forced to turn around and feel for the key with my tongue. I dipped my tongue into.