I would have anyway, her tone was so utterly commanding. When I was standing naked in front of her she smiled and wiggled a finger, a sign to turn aro...nd. 'Now touch your toes.'I had no idea what was coming my way. I hoped it wasn't the slipper, the mark from that haymaker of a blow a couple of weeks ago had taken days to fade. It turned out to be just as bad. The leather paddle with the pattern of holes cracked across both cheeks. I yelled out, as much in surprise as pain, and leapt up, hands. Her place was around 90 km from where we stayed. And since I was very close to my uncle, he decided to tag me along.We were supposed to meet my aunt and her sister at a hotel. That was the first time I saw my aunt. She looked pretty, to say the least being clad in green colored salwar-suit.She was a little shy to talk to and strangely my uncle was also behaving the same.Being the k** there, I started to have some conversation with her, telling her about my uncle! And soon we were talking very. My hair was past my shoulders but I had it clipped back, fun yetsophisticated.I leaned into the bar, opulent low amber lighting and style, samebartender,."I'm determined to get a cabernet from you before you close," I saidwith a smile.He remembered me, and was very nice, after a generous tip I slid intomy chair at my table, my black sweater slid off my arms, exposing myshoulders.I made it past the mildly intimidating door man in the gray suit, Istrode right up to the main entrance and looked. I was at that time 29 years, 2009. I went alone to work. Went there and being a pre-opening concern we were in the phase of recruitment. Out of all the applicants there was one applicant with an Indian name. Got interested in that applicant and shortlisted as her qualification has admired me. In abroad also i was in my own world and no intention towards any girls or ladies as I was tied up in my own job and duty.Lets go to the story, this was the day of interview. I was in the panel and this.