She was given Diksha and named Maya after Diksha. In Part 17 you ReadMaster-ji: Okay Madam. Let us come to your problem now. What is the problem with ...our blouse? This one also is sewed by me only. Master-ji had a smile on his face now. Ramlal by this time was busy with the sewing machine stitching some cloth. Maya: Master-ji though it is 36 size as per the ashram, the cups are too small for me. Master-ji: Ramlal, give Madam a 38 size blouse to try out. Maya was surprised that he did not even. I peered into the lounge and saw the remnants of last night, beer cans and dirty ashtrays, half smoked joints, tissues and even items of clothing.. ‘Fuck me’ I thought, we must have had a good time but damned if I remember much about it, at least there were no dead bodies lying around.Coffee was done and I took some pills to try and relieve the thumping inside my head and sat in the kitchen with my head in my hands, I was not going in the lounge, just the thought of tackling that shit made me. Also, my parents and I found my dorm room. We packed one suitcase and tried to bring it in. As we tried, the school offi cials said that everything was provided. After the opening ceremonies, my parents left for home. The academy was nearby, but for the first two years we were required to live on campus. All of us could visit our homes, but we had to be back by curfew in our dorms. I went to the dorm and met my dorm buddy. He was like me, we were the same height. I had auburn hair and he had. “Captain, this is Sergeant White. Minor hull damage in Officer Quarters two. Patch is in place.” OK, so they finally got their acts together.“1MC.” Beep. “All stations secure from drill.” Beep beep.I took off my hood and gloves and waited until the XO arrived. He led the crew and told me “I can handle this, captain.” I nodded, and he brought them all back to the wardroom. I was glad the hatchway was open so I could hear the ass chewing he was about to deliver, and glad that he was the one.