We exchanged numbers and I agreed to meet her a few days later. Now conventional me; the guy who wears a suit had a full day of business that day, and...therefore I went to meet her straight from work. I can’t explain why, but I felt that by turning up all suited and respectable I was betraying my darker side, and probably also feared that I’d come across as too vanilla, but as I sat on the train coming back from my meetings, my mind wondered and I found myself thinking all manner of things. It. Yes some of us are capable of that, however that kind of complete control over time will result in brain damage to the mundane subject, loss of memory and loss of self. In extreme cases they fall into a catatonic state of existence where the release of death becomes a blessing. Such complete control is difficult at best. Only the most gifted of us have mastered it completely. For most it is physically and mentally exhausting, particularly when trying to control more than one person. Beside. When I was young about 14 years onwards I tried for maids but was not successful since I did not have the courage this is a true story which happened about 1 & half year back when I was 20 years old we had a maid named Rupali who was o bomb (I will narrate her story in the next post).She was a Marathi maid. I was determined to screw her. but all of a sudden she fell ill due to which she temporary left the job for a month. in that period we had difficulty in our house work. then my mother has a. Put your shield down with me, will you? Turn your back? I stabbed and spun, dropped and did it again at a different height, and he was forced to use both hands on the edges of the shield to try to block my fury. I didn't even realise when any skill I possessed went out the window, and I was just stabbing uselessly at the by-now dented shield and sobbing in rage and hurt.Alistair didn't move, didn't try to stop me; he stood there and withstood it, let me hit him as hard and as often as I needed.