You're the star volleyball player... um...," Mia said trying to recall the name on the trophy."Jenna Michaels, but you can call me Mistress," she said...as she flexed the crop for show."What?! No! I am not doing this!" Oh you can leave but if you do I release the video." You'd go to jail for blackmail!" Mia argued."And you'd lose not just your job, but your entire teaching career, and go to jail for prostitution. You know what? Go ahead, maybe we'll be cellies and I'll make you my bitch on the. Probably remembering their earlier lives. I still had homework to do and he often helped. Although I had the sneaking suspicion, it was only to be close to me. Not that you would have heard me complain. Whatever his reason, he was a big help, and my marks soared.Friday and Saturday night were date nights. Sometimes we would go out with Paul and Sue, others, we'd go off on our own. The movies were good, as was a walk in the park, but it didn't matter, just being together was enough.On the. “Thought not!” Priscilla declared, and turned to me. “Satisfied?” she smiled her broad manipulative smile. I couldn’t help grinning foolishly back.“Who are you?” it was the man who had I had met carrying boxes on the stairs. The men were huddled around the tiny table, perched leaning over it and its solitary ash-tray.“Oh I quite forget my manners” Priscilla giggled. “Everyone, this is... ?” she turned at stared questioningly at me, realising she didn’t even know my name.“Johan” Mary filled in.. Ye sun mera land tangaya main samaj gaya ki aaj kuch hone wala hai or main issko rok nahi paunga..Tabhi maine kaha sochlo kabhi bolo ki galti hogai… or main koi help bhi nahi karunga. .. usne bhi chalange de ke kaha teek hai aab dekho mere kya kya baski hai .. Ye bolte hue wo ek glass doth leke Ranvir ke room me paguch gai main chupke se aadhi khuli window me se dekhne laga…Anjli – soogaye kya…Ranvir – na na aaj nind hi nahi aarari..Anjli – hmm smile karte hue sab samjh rahi hu Madam ko miss.