She was smart enough to graduate from bartender school at the tender age of twenty-four. It took her three years to graduate though. We didn’t get a...ong at all. Daddy threatened to write both of us out of his will if we didn’t stop fighting. We had a tense peace but I still kept an eye on her. She left my father a couple years after I was married to Leo. She ran away with her personal trainer. The last time I heard the two of them were living in the Florida Keys on the money she had put aside. The girl looked up, questioning. "If you don't get your sorry Ottoman arse indoors and find me a fucking beer, you're gonna bleeding wish you'd never been born, darling," she bellowed. The servant looked shocked and scuttled off."I thought you said she'd been educated in England," I hissed at Amelia, scandalised by the girl's language and wondering how on earth I was going to convert her to an appropriately behaved royal starting with this."Yes. Bermondsey Free School. It's a rough area." Just. " I was holding the Balls end of it as she stroked then let go as I reached for the other one. She put LittleRed between her breasts, pressing it in deep and wrapping them around it saying, "I'm warming it, getting it ready for us.", and she grinned very wide, showing lots of teeth that were blindingly white in her dark face. I made the Lapis one even bigger. At nineteen I had a boyfriend, God, 'Fred', what an asshole. We were together a year and I stayed satiated for almost a year with him. Now, I was alone with Rachi. It was awkward silence for a moment. But eventually, we started talking.I asked her about her boyfriends but she said that she doesn’t have any. My mind was like whom am I then? She asked the same and I answered I don’t have any girlfriends.We talked for around 25 minutes but Trisha and Mithali didn’t return. Then I got a call from my parents. I went outside to answer it. Both Trisha and Mithali were standing near the door of the train to enjoy the view.It was.