Ye meri first student ki story hai uska naam priya tha aur main usey home tutions deta tha, 1st class se hi wo mujhpar marti thi aur main ye sab samaj...nahi paya, lekin ek din jab usne ijhaar kiya to main samaj hi nahi paaya kyuki it was my first experience and kya batao main lal ho gaya tha fir maine usse sochne ke baadbatane ko kaha. Uske ghar mein koi nahi hota thasab kaam karte the, jab maine kuch din jawab nahi diya to ek din jab main uske ghar gaya to dekha usne niight suit pehan rakha tha. Mri tou yaaro nikal padi.Aunty kehta k tre uncle mujse bilkul pyar nhi krte.Hmesha kam me lge rehte hain ,mujhe bilkul tym nhi dete.Aur mne flirt krna shuru kiya.Mne kha aunty g ap fikar mat kro maj hu na.Aunty shocked ho gyi.Aur mri taraf dekhne lagi.Kya mai apki koi help kar skta hu.Aunty ne smile kiya tabhi meri gandi kismat uncle ghar par aa gye.Mne unko hlo kiya.Unhone mujhe hlo kha aur aunty puchne lage aj ap jaldi aa gye.Uncle kehte meri tabiyat kharab ho gyi hain .Isliyr mne office se 5. Master was glad to hear that it had finally garnered some interest and told the slave to reply to the email as soon as possible. The slave made sure to also send a copy of the email to Master. The slave assured Master that it would do as it was told and send the email that it wrote to Him first before it was sent. All it had to do now was figure out what in the world it was going to write. That was the hard part. The slave decided that the first email be one that was simple. Since hers. Instead my eye fell on an open truck which said on the side that it was based in Bozeman. I assumed that it was here on business and would go back there. I didn't want to look for the driver to ask him for a ride, so I just climbed inside the back to wait for him.I was slumbering a little while waiting and suddenly woke up surprised that we were moving. I couldn't get the attention of the driver from where I was, so I just had to wait till we stopped. A little while later the car stopped at a.