"Thank you, Bob", was all that Christy could say. Wait a minute, howdid she know his name? She leaned over and gave him a kiss on hischeek. Too bizarr... - what is going on here was all that Christy couldthink about. I've got to get away from him! But rather than leaving,she found herself scooting closer to Bob and resting her hand on histhigh."Hello Christy. I bet you are wondering who I am and why you are actingthis way. As you have already discovered, my name is Bob and I am yournew lord and. I just shouldnt have let you do that. Its my fault. You would do anything just because Im your dad, not because you know what youre doing. Mommy would do anything because youre her husband. Same thing. Its not your fault. I touched you. Desperation began breaking through as she saw tears forming in her daddys eyes. I need to tell your mom. No! Alex spat. You said this was just between us. Things changed. I failed. NO! she screamed. The only thing that changed is you! Youre a liar now! And youre. She turned the television off, and took her empty glass to the bar. "Would you like something to drink?" she asked us.I looked at Missy, who was obviously shocked that her employer would offer us a drink."Missy would like one," I answered for her. When Missy didn't say what she wanted, I told Elizabeth. "We'd both like scotch and water." That's what I'm having," Elizabeth said, placing ice into three glasses.After handing us our drinks, Elizabeth took her seat, and motioned for us to sit. I'll see you then."For the rest of the afternoon, I think little of my tutoring session with Mr. Desai. However, I have no idea just how much it will end up changing my life…At 3:00pm, I find Mr. Desai in his classroom, sitting at his desk and typing something into his computer. I'm the only student there; it's obvious that the tutoring isn't something many students choose to take advantage of."Deepak, you came. Have a seat," Mr. Desai says. I drop my bag to the floor and sit down in a desk.