Light on kar di lekin blows waise hi open tha, boli garmi bahut hai thodi der mein change karna hi. Mein kya bolta. Man kar raha tha unki nabhi mein f...r ungli karu aur chuss lu, lekin himmat nahi thi.Raat ko unke room mein hi soya karta tha jab bhaiya outstation rahte tab.Raat ko bhabhi barmuda aur liner pahne hue thi, liner bhi bed pe aa ke uttar diya, mujhe boli fir bhar gaya hai, aur hanste hue boli ki aaj nabhi mein gudgudi toh hui thi lekin bardast karna pada tumse shart jitne ke liye,. Priscilla had no illusions about her status, but reasoned that if she played her cards right she could be promoted to parlour maid where she might meet some rich visitor who could be persuaded to take her into his bed, and then blackmailed into taking her up the aisle to a life of luxury.To give her credit, Priscilla worked hard, as well as conniving and plotting and by 1937 she was under-parlour maid and performed such duties as laying and lighting fires, tidying rooms, and clearing away used. “I'm sorry if I freaked you out, sis. I didn't mean to upset you. I've been in a bit of a weird place lately and to be honest, my behavior was terrible today. Thinking with the little head and not the big head I'm afraid. Lol. I hope we're okay and just please know I never meant to hurt or offend you.” Again I felt guilty but this time because of the way I had reacted. I had to fix this and fix it immediately but it also meant being honest with my brother which was truly a scary prospect right. He still hadn’t spoken to Lise. When he finished dressing, he checked himself in the mirror one last time, then turned to Lise. Lise gazed at her husband. Rod did look handsome in the tan and green uniform of the State Patrol. He’d been on the patrol for three years, was a patrolman on a small municipal police department for three years before that, and before that he was a police cadet in high school. Police work was his entire existence. Sometimes Lise thought her husband’s job meant more to.