Amanda and I sat next to each other to watch. Halfway through the game, Lawrence knocked politely on the open door. ‘Please forgive my interruption,...but there is a phone call for Mr. Johnson,’ he said. ‘Sir, your father is calling for you.’ He handed me a phone, gave us all the hint of a bow, and backed out of the room. ‘Hi, Dad,’ I said into the phone. ‘What’s up?’ ‘Merry almost-Christmas, son,’ my Dad replied. ‘Your Mom and I just wanted to talk to you. Lawrence and Suzette were here earlier. I looked at the contract I had been in such a hurry to sign. The undersigned, (and there was my name) agrees to submit to the whims, desires and caprices of (my former team’s name appeared there) as a pet, toy and slut on (and there was the date, right there. In black and white. Today). … I opened the door a crack and he was still standing there. Biggs. I emerged into the hallway completely naked. I couldn’t help but see that he seemed to like what he saw as his eyes scanned me from head to. Emma was getting a bit upset about this herself, as her love affair with Maisie was getting unnecessarily complex. Would she have to drop Maisie? And could she survive the wrench? ‘Amelia would like a word with you,’ suddenly announced Amelia’s Personal Assistant, Betty, who as always appeared out of nowhere. Betty was a slender girl with glasses and hair tied in a bun. She always wore a very smart suit, with stockings and stilettos, but only a bra underneath her jacket. She was smart and. Gappa chalu astana aunty ni sangitle ki tikde banglore la tyanche mister kam kartat n ekde punyat sasu sasre astat so tyana bhetayla alya hotya n tyana 2 mule ahet je school made jatat vagere me pan tyana maji mahiti dili. Baki stories pramane ya aunty widow navtya so kahi honyacha prashnch mitla hota.. haha.Gadi 8:30 chya aaspas eka hotel made thambli. Sagle jan jevayla khali utarle. Aunty n me sobat jevayla baslo. Jevan jalyavar tyani gharun aanlele sweets vagere khayla dile n punha thoda.