Kiran: so I can’t call you from you are name.Me: ryt.Kiran: can I call you as sweetie.I was looking angrily towards him and said call me madam only....iran: sorry madam did I do any mistake.Me: I don’t want to call me as you are close friend or as girl friend.Kiran: sorry madam.Me: tell about you are life.Kiran: you will feel bad about me if I tell and even I can lose this job.Me: oh is that so bad.Kiran: yes.Me: I promise I won’t feel bad about you and you have you are job until you resign you. He repeated the process twice more and she got up to investigate.He met her in the hallway with a duffle bag over his shoulder and an angry scowl on his face."What are you doing?" she asked."Moving." He brushed past her. Dee followed him quickly. "Moving? You're moving? You're leaving? But - you can't." Her toes felt chilled on the bare deck in the cold of the early overcast morning."I can. And I am. I can still take the tours and stuff till Dad gets back, but then, I'm gone." He loaded his. Now you can go sleep in mom's bed and get out ofmy sight since I was trying to be nice after you had a long night butI'm so done with you tonight. Now go."Out the bathroom he went hearing some music yet it would not be loudenough to drown out Kristen moaning as she was screwing her brains outin his bed. In a tight t-shirt that barely covered his naval hehurried down stairs and happily hopped into his parent's bed. He wasso exhausted it was almost like he was drunk again as in no time he'dbe. He heard the slapping noises again and it was always accompanied by a loud moan from the maid. “You like that, don’t you slut?” his uncle asked and slapped again. “AAH!, Hmm.. yes.”The moans continued and the table wobbled for another five minutes after which he heard his uncle groan loudly. He gave the maid one final push that lifted her feet well off the floor and the table moved a couple of inches forward making an unpleasant shrieking noise.It all stopped after that. Pranav saw the maid.