" She smiled."Okay then, babe," I said.She caught that. "BABE? You called me "babe"?" Sorry. It just slipped. Friendly term, that's all..." I back-ped...led."No guy's ever referred to me as "babe", Dave." Then it's a sad sample of guys around you, Ronni." I'm pretty sure it's a representative sample, Dave. I'm too tall and my hair's just brown and my eyes are just brown and I don't have one of those figures that guys drool over."It occurred to me at this time that just perhaps those painkillers. As I put the head phones on I reflected on the fact that over the years I learned after many spankings and standing in the punishment corner with a dunce cap on my head, that it wouldn’t do me any good to wallow in my own sorry situation or try for petty revenge. At least, not until the opportunity arose to get rid of this teenage monster by getting him promoted.Then, he would gladly leave me behind for a prettier, younger and bustier secretary. It was as I was typing the report that I became. ” She didn’t mention bringing Fred, so I assumed it would be me and her; however, she told me to take my maid outfit with me. About 7:00 that evening I hadn’t heard from her so I called her cell and she got real dominant sounding with me saying, “You little sissy bitch I will be there when I get there you get your maid outfit on and be ready to take care of things.” I said, “Are you alone?” She answered, “Bitch I said get ready. I will be there when I get there and whether I am alone or not you. I was in a Dark Red Saree, with a black blouse which covers only my breasts and lehenga. I had some long ear rings almost touching my shoulders, Had some mascara on my eyes, My upper lid was in light pink color with mix of light purple color and eyes with Kajal. I had a small nose ring. My lips too was in shiny red lipstick with matching bangles on my both hand. My hairs was open curly black and light golden fringe at both sides..I knew one of them, Salim, He was my super duper senior in my.