Every time my mom made a comment like that I was reminded of how I thought it was going to break her heart. It was probably the guilt alone that had m... reaching for the book when she held it out for me."You start," she insisted. "And I'll tell you what, if we can read three of these, we'll watch a movie. My choice." Your choice?" I asked incredulously."I think I should get something for cutting book night short," she replied, matter-of-factly."Fine," I relented. "But nothing that makes you. ‘But I like him a lot. Liked I mean.’ ‘Christ was a clever bastard he’s been. He had to know that sooner or later someone in the office would find out.’ ‘But I guess he’s been having fun in the meantime. At my expense.’ A tear formed in the corner of her eye and Belinda wiped it away angrily. ‘You know he said you turned him down.’ ‘Yeah I did and I let him know that married men weren’t my thing.’ ‘Ah. Such information would’ve helped me just a little!’ ‘If I’d known, I’d’ve told you. But you. Now I was terrified not knowing my error. I felt something wet inside my panty. Actually I had pissed a little inside my undergarment due to fear. After a few seconds of silence, my mistress spoke, “You are an absolute idiot. It seems that you don’t have any sort of common sense. What would I wear after you remove my shoes? Will I remain bare feet? Do I need to teach you these little things also? Go and bring my chappals from the shoe case over there.” I immediately rushed towards the direction. I sat on the couch and said,"You have the pills?" "No Master," she said meekly. "Why the fuck not?" "The store didn't have it Master." "How many stores you went to?" "One Master." I stand up and grab her hair and stood her up as well. I slap her hard and said,"Why the fuck didn't you go to another store??" "Sorry Master." I let go of her hair, and tell her to go clean up. Afew minutes later she came back in the living room and I told her to removethe bra and panties and threw a.