" I don't even know how to answer that," said Bob, getting up as Beverlyinspected them."Of course he is! What girl wouldn't, and we're all so excited.... Tarainspected his nails. "I love that color on you too, Bobbi!" Please Tara," moaned Bob, as he walked right past her behind Beverly."I'm already stressing from the treatment you had me do earlier." Maybe, but it'll be worth it later," said Tara, rubbing her fingeragainst his wrist as they passed each other. "Smooth and clean is alwaysbetter. I. She had changed her clothes. She was wearing a yellow kurti till her knees with a yellow/red dupatta and red leggings. She had also combed her hair and was looking very beautiful and elegant.She started serving food. She served my daughter first and then she served her daughter. While serving her daughter, her dupatta fell in the gravy. She removed her dupatta. Kurti was round necked and quite high so no cleavage was visible but the buttons were on the front and because of that, unexpected. I guess this was one of my planned punishments. “O.K., Amber give em there money’s worth”. The first blow almost took my breath away, I bit down on my lip, I couldn’t imagine 49 more. At 25 my ass was on fire, tears were running down my face, god it hurt. “Stop for a minute Amber our little nigger is crying. Move over her a little so the camera can see your tears. Here nigger, suck on my toes for the next 25, should take your mind off it for a bit. But I swear, if you bite down on my toes, I’ll. The end of the week rolled around scarily quickly.I parked up on the road outside her house at six-thirty and walked up the driveway to knock on the door. Her mother answered.“She’s getting ready,” she said, her voice icy. “I’ll tell her you’re here.” And she shut the door, leaving me standing on the doorstep. I knew she didn’t like the idea of me and Clarissa going out, but that was just plain rude. Perhaps that was her plan—to treat me so badly that I’d give up and leave her daughter.