You take water in bucket and put it from top . Twenty min later you take water from the tap. So it was normal for her to come down with the other lady...guest so that they can have bath and use to toilet. I always use to check out my mami. She knew this and did not mind.My mami’s name is Priya . People call me Shaggy. Also every evening my mami used to fold all the washed cloths and put it in the respective room. She used to keep mine on my bed. I tell you all this because what happened is all. I made up my mind, I was going to tell Alyssa myself. But first I was going to take care of Pat. They say payback is a bitch and this time I was the paymaster. No, I wasn’t going to kill him, although I had thought about it before I got control of myself. Killing Pat would solve that problem, but I wouldn’t have much of a chance saving my marriage if I was in jail for life or on death row. How I got through that weekend I have no idea but I think I hid it all from Alyssa pretty well. The one. I just got it the day before yesterday."It was a dark blue Subaru that showed far too many commuting miles. But aside from showing its age it seemed to be in good condition. And there weren't any strange noises when he started it up. Rock music was playing softly on the radio."Nice music," she said as they pulled out of the driveway."Glad you like it," he said. "I wasn't sure what kind of music you liked." Do you listen to rock?" Most of the time. I like a mix of folk, country and rock, but my. "Swallow that shit, bitch" he demanded. I swallow it (as if I had a choice) and was trying to wrap my head around what just happened. I had a strange feeling about this whole thing and the shame of it all started to set in. My thoughts got interrupted, "Bitch, it's customary to thank your Black Daddy after he lets you blow him..." he lets his statement hang there."Uh, thank you Black Daddy" I say staring at the floor. "You'll learn, cocksucker, now clean this shit up," I reach for the towel,.