I was blushing really hard, but I said it. "I'm a cute little g-good girl."Kalia nodded, still smiling. Then her expression suddenly hardened, and she...slapped my cheek. I yowled in pain. The blow was utterly casual for the amazon, a trifle, but it almost knocked me over."If you're a cute little good girl," she said with an edge in her voice, "you will address me as Miss Kalia."I looked down, not daring to meet her gaze. "Yes, Miss Kalia." And, you will do everything I tell you to, and think. As most of us are BCA students with commerce background a guy who can do numbers without using calci always came in handy. So lets get to the story. Its a little long story so that I wont miss any details so please read it.Our preparations leave was going on and me, Ashima and Samir were studying in the college premises. He was teaching us Maths as we both were weak and he didnt want us to fail the subject. He was sincere in teaching but Ashima was fooling around and was not studying at all.. ”I noted, “I bet it hurts here and here.” I touched the locations and Louise jumped, “Yes Masha those are the exact spots.”I ordered, “Louise, on the weight bench please, face up.”Louise complied, I positioned her as well as I could on the weight bench (it really needed to be a wider bench), correctly positioned her legs and performed the adjustment.”Louise remarked, “Masha that feels so much better.”I commented, “Now the other side.”I adjusted the other side and then directed, “On the mat for. I knew it was a bad idea, but I resolved, at that point, to get to know her better, especially in the biblical sense. I, too, returned to my nighttime routine of analyzing the Hang Seng Market. Just short of dawn, I went to my bedroom and tried to sleep.The next morning, while I was upstairs shaving, I heard the doorbell ring. I slipped on my pants and answered it, only to find no one there. There was a note stuck in the storm door. It read:" Hi! I'm Morgan. I like older men. They are so much.