I dressed carefully that morning, though a part of me wanted to wear the stereotypical short skirt with no panties the more realistic part of me chose...the simple jeans and shirt, though I did leave off the panties. As I boarded the plane my heart pounded just a bit and I think I saw a bit of tremble in my hands as I handed over my boarding pass. This was to be a weekend like no other and I was wound up like a c***d’s top. The plane landed and a part of me thought of simply not getting off,. Also, Nandita’s mom and my mom are friends. They meet at parties mostly. Due to a significant distance between Nandita’s own home and the school, her mother sent her to a hostel nearby. We sometimes study together, at her hostel. This time mom was at the university, so I had an excuse for not going to our house.I parked the bike in the lot and moved up with her to the 6th floor where she lived. She opened the door and we were in. She slammed the door as we both threw ourselves on the bed,. “I’m glad we live in a ranch house. What if all the bedrooms were upstairs? Our bedroom is really cramped, what with adding Cynthia’s hospital bed. I think it’s important to keep up family meals, even though Henry complains. Typical teenager. As it is, you have the guest bedroom and we’re disrupted as little as possible. “ Lois was glad John was so courteous and thoughtful. She hoped her stay wouldn’t be totally boring. She checked on Cynthia, administered meds, and washed her legs and arms.. Her guardess soldierins followed her. The man had been marked with Her personal brand mark. Now he could be easily found on her request and brought to her despite if other Woman Officerin or Soldierin would take him. His life wasn’t under direct threat, at least for some time. Colonel was walking contented, calm, with wide, slow steps. She was a woman... She needed someone... She was strong, she was Mistress of the life of all these inferiors but despite all this she was feeling alone... Now.