Nothing too outlandish, just the usual smart/classical styles, the nicer, smarter clothes were saved for Saturday and Sunday.The main difference was t...at by the time that my sister and Mother arrived home, I was fully made up, perfumed, all my nails painted and with supper ready. If mother was going out straight from work, my sister and I would often spend the evening in our nightclothes, she loved to see me dressed and evenings alone, sitting together on the sofa or having her sit on my lap in. “I will be right there.”I jumped in my car and drove to the road she was walking. I drove slowly scanning for her and there she was. She was carrying her heels and looked like she had been crying. She looked really relieved to see me and I jumped out and hugged her hard. I could smell the liquor on her breath and she was unsteady on her feet. I opened the door for her and she got in and we drove on.“My date ditched me out there,” she said. I didn’t say anything. I was struggling to get my. Hamari madam ka name pooja tha aur woh married thi unki married ko 4 saal ho ye the par usko dekh kar lgtai nhi tha ki woh married hai .Woh school time ke badh classes bhi leti thi aur mera maths main hath tang tha toh maine pusha ki madam mai maths main accha nhi hu toh madam ne kha ki mai school mainhi science parah ti par mai ghar main sabhi subjects ki tusion prah deti hu onho ne yh kha kar mera bhi kaam asan kar diya tha kyo ke mai unhe man hi man chodne ki icha rakhi hue thi toh maine. Her currentsurroundings looked like a tiny hovel....a very tiny hovel. Two herattire, since she was dressed as to the desires of her new master she wasused to skimpy revealing submissive attire....this was....dominant...aggressive, a flutter of excitement filled her stomach. And finally hernew Master, she was used to dominant, avaricious Masters, either rulersor scholars....this mortal was on his knees abject devotion in hiseyes......the stirring in her stomach grew stronger. All this she took.