She had screamed then as well, stumbling, but staying erect. Tallosia seemed exuberant at this. "Drag them to the Temple! They shall make fine subject.... And now, for the rest of you..." she had turned away, just as preistesses had seized the hair of Syne and Elise and borne them away to the Temple.Her life had been a nightmare since then. She had, for possibly months, spent 16 hours a day as a test subject for the aptly named Preistesses of Pain. The remaining 8 hours, she was bound up in some. During the night while we both slept, I dreamt about Daddy and me together. The dream seemed so real. In it, Daddy and I were waiting for Mom to get home. It was Sunday afternoon and Daddy and I couldn't keep our eyes off of each other. We still wanted each other so very badly, even though it was supposed to be over.When Mom arrived home and came into the living room, Daddy fended her off rushing into his arms to greet him. Rather he stood and made an announcement to the family that he and I. Uski patli kamar. Uski gol gand. Uske lehrate baal. Shalini aoni tangein rohan ki kamar k around cross kar leti hai.Ek hath rohan ke kandhe pr or ek uske balon me.Or use apni taraf khinch kar vo bhi kiss karne lagti haiRohan kiss karte hue shalini ki bra ki hook kholta hai.Or uski puri kamar ka sparsh leta hai . Fir shalini ko bed pr leta kar uski bra nikal deta hai or uske gore bade boobs or hard ho chuke nipples ko dekh kar khud ko rok nahi pata or uske ek nipple ko muh me bhar kar paglon. ‘So not everyone’s a writer or an actor.’ ‘Well, someone has to represent all the talent.’ He straightened and went to the fridge, opening it and pulling out a white box. ‘Are you hungry?’ I groaned when he put the box on the counter and opened it. Inside were the most delicate, delicious-looking pastries I’d ever seen, some of them decadently drizzled in chocolate, others with raspberry or strawberry or lemon. ‘I don’t want to puke.’ I reached across the bar anyway and snagged a puffy.