They sorted through thick folders and remained poised for notetaking. Tariq smiled to bid them welcome. To his advisors, however, he remained solemn, ...nd they were sucked in by his mood. To Tariq’s left sat a stenographer, a stenograph between his legs. To his right an empty chair reserved for his son who had attended a general meeting as a child, thrilling the assembly. To see the chubby future bavasaab became a rare occasion for them. They did not expect the chair to be filled at this. “Off your thermometer?” I asked.“Right…”“That’s the very next thing, Sam. I need to find just the right tool.”I pulled open the drawer beside me, rummaging through surgical instruments and supplies, clinking and clanking - slinging unwanted items over my back till I finally found what I needed…a special delivery speculum.“Here it is, Sam! Just what I….”His hand gripped my shoulder.“Oh shit,” I whispered.“Oh shit is right,” he echoed.I looked up. “How did you get unstrapped from the. Tired from another day of cleaning i looked at the clock and thought 2hrs till vince gets home ......I then i fell backwards onto my bed, placing my forehand over my eyes i again smelled a scent. I removed my hand and sat up the smell went away i was puzzled then cupped my hand over my nose, the smell it was coming from my hand, i thought back to what it was?The towel i thought! i raced back to the rom grabbed the towel and sniffed it again the smell now was on my face. i went to go wash it. Madhu screamed in pain. The thief told her to put something her mouth. Madhu without moving her face took a pillow and kept it in her mouth and bite it. The thief spanked her ass.Thief: Woh kya bolte hai tum log Angrezi mein jab gaand par maarte hai? (What do you say in English when someone spanks your ass?)Madhu: (takes the pillow off, in a seducing voice) Who’s your daddy?Thief: (spanks her ass) Haa bata, wahi bata.Madhu: You are my daddy.Thief: Jor se bol. (spanks her more harshly).Madhu:.