The whick whick sound as the razor was pulled across the leather gave it a seriousness that a disposable blade never conveyed. The slow scraping as th... whiskers were removed seemed to turn it into a ritual rather than a morning chore. Once the whiskers were gone, a damp towel was used to wipe up the traces of shaving cream. The astringent capped the entire ritual.When it was over, Ed said, “I wish you were open on Sundays. I’d really like to show up on my date with my face this smooth.”The. She dropped her eyes and mumbled, "Yes, Master."A few minutes later she contemplated her appearance in the full length mirror. The silk gown buttoned only at the neck and gaped down the front, showing most of her breasts and all of her belly and close shaven mound.'Actually, not bad for twenty-nine, ' she thought, subtracting six years from her real age as she habitually did, 'I wonder if the Emir will want me again?'As she considered this possibility a thrill shivered through her nipples and. The first day when she came after eating we all slept . Me , my father and my brother in one and Mohini in another . When all slept around 2 a.m. I woke upand saw that my father was not on the bed . I thought that he would have gone to washroom and then I again slept without thinking much . But before sleeping some bad thought were coming to my mind. I trying to forget them slept. Next day when I woke for school I saw Mohini preparing our breakfast and saw my father in her room . After coming. We both were quite drunk and while moving out there was a nice breeze going and she wanted to stay a bit before going. I thought maybe she’ll think about what’s happening and what might happen and change her mind but i didn’t say anything. We were leaning on a iron grill when she asked meS: What do you like in me?M: What’s not to like, you’re so beautiful. I’ve been smitten since your first day at work.S: Seriously? when and how?M: I’ll tell you later, Let me call the cab nowI don’t know what.