Instead the Mistressspoke."Petronella, I need you to listen very carefully. Come: sit here at myfeet. Listen while I talk to Mistress Emily."The Mistr...ss lit a cigarette while Petronella hastened to comply, tryingreally hard to project the perfect picture of compliant submissiveness."I agree that Petronella is imperfect," her owner began. "They all are.They try to attain perfection, but I understand your doubts. I hope toconvince you to give Petronella a home as an act of charity, because Iknow. " She snorted. "Yeah, well. It was for the best. But what about you?"We moved off together, settling into a booth and chatting as we drank down our caffeine hit. She told me how she'd changed schools, finding a job closer to her new home in an apartment complex. We exchanged the fates of various students and other teachers we used to know, moving on to what I had been up to after school. When I eventually looked at the time, I was surprised to learn that more than two hours had slipped by in. I'm up there, fightingnot for the fate of the dimension, not for the hundreds of billions ofpeople there who will die should we fail, but I'm fighting for the hopeof saving and preserving the beautiful things in life. Things likesunrises and sunsets, poetry and the arts,' and then you looked deepinto my eyes and said, ?and love.'" Gee, Jeri," Cal said, smiling, "I didn't know you were inspired bythat. I was just telling you that so you could understand me better. Iwas fighting for those things,. I really liked it well maybe not at first.Later on my parents had to leave for Dubai. so they dropped me off at school and told me that I would have to go to my uncles house during the vacations. My uncle wasn’t really an uncle he was just my dad’s good friend he lived in Calicut town. So the first day I went there It was OK I kinda liked it. Well, later I grew up and now I was doing my Degree and my uncle finally got married and his wife wasn’t all that sexy she was kinda chubby but her skin.