That wasn’t true. Her singing was better. I’m not knocking her skills with the flesh flute, but God…her voice. I almost felt a little ashamed fo... what I had put in that same space.I got up and immediately had to hold onto the bed. Dehydrated. Balance precarious. Yes, I can actually use words like that. Surprise myself what comes out of me sometimes. Speaking of my mouth, it was still dry, and it wasn’t any wetter. I looked at my little fridge against the wall, close to the bed. I was pretty. . Why don’t you tell her yourself?... No, she’s right next to me... Ok, you tell her!” And suddenly, Lisa was sitting on Helen’s lap, their faces cheek to cheek, the phone between their ears, and Helen could smell the faint aroma of flowery perfume. Her heart beat almost painfully, and a finger poking her chest brought her back into the here and now. “Say something.” Lisa mouthed. “Hello?” She asked tentatively. “Hi Helen,” a young woman’s excited voice bubbled from the speaker, “I can’t. I did not bother her and went back to my room.I was reading comics and was feeling a little sleepy. My eyes were almost shut when I saw the room of my door being opened and in came the angel of my life. She shut the door from inside and sat near me on the bed.“Your dad is asleep, this hour is just for us.” Saying so, my mom got up and dropped her pallu, and started undoing her saree. I immediately went near her and grabbed her ass and threw off her saree.I picked her up in my arms and made her. That made her tense, as usual, but hoped that the caning over. However, she was again distressed when she heard the instruction from Miss Millie, “Now get up and turn the chair around so you are looking at your work colleagues as I continue your caning.”Nina knew she had to immediately do as she was told because otherwise, that would only lead to additional strokes, so she did stand up and, although feeling a little unbalanced, did manage to turn the chair around and then bend over again and.