I didn’t know what to do. I hung my head and walked out the front door and over to myhouse. I went to my room and fell on my bed and cried. I cried ...or Penny and her loss. Her father had meant the world to her and I knew how hard this was on her. As far as what she had said to me, I just hoped that she didn’t mean it and was just hurting. I didn’t see Penny for the rest of the week as she stayed home from school. As much as I wanted to go to her and console her, I thought about her words and. Bachpan se hum dono sath sath khelkar bade huye hain mai jyadatar apne mama ji k yaha pr rahta tha,kyonki papa Delhi me job karte the aur mummy hame mama ji pass hi rakhkar school bhejti thi kavi kavi jab mai apne ghar aata tha to ettefaq se sandhya vi apne nana ke ghar yaaniHamare ghar aati thi to mujhse milkar bahut khus hoti thi aur mere sath khelti vi thi jb hum bde huye tb vi hamare andar bachpanaa avi baaki thi so jb vi milte the khub enjoy karte the is tarah se wakt gujarta gya aur hum. I said, “Yes, bhabhi.”She gave a hard slap and said call me mistress and not bhabhi. The inner me was happy that my dream is going to be fulfilled. I said, “Ok, mistress.” She asked me to remove my clothes and be ready to be punished. I removed my clothes and was ready for punishment.She asked me to get on 4 legs like a dog and follow her towards the living room. I followed her. She made a dog collar using her dupatta and dragged me around. I was very happy of being used as a slave by my dream. And so with reluctance I hooked my thumbs into the waist-band of her tights and peeled them down. When the material met her ankles I had to kneel and lift each foot in turn to free her legs. The fine material became elongated and thin as I clumsily pulled hard to complete the chore. Before discarding them, I held them in my palm and then lifted them to my nose and inhaled their sweet muskiness, the scent of her long her night wearing them. The essence of Megan blotted out all other thoughts and.