” and gives me a warm smile that melts my heart away. Priya looks at me and says,” hey you peasant! Didn’t you hear what madam said? Do you even...know who madam is? She is Shweta Menon, a very famous rich aunty from the city and if you don’t help us right now trust me you’ll be in big trouble.”I finally clear my throat and decide to speak up,” good afternoon to both you madams. My name is aju and this is my farm. Look Priya madam of course I know who Shweta mam is, I will definitely do whatever. Later I was done with the paper and prepared for the counting, he was up to my expectations by getting 83%. He was really poor and I needed to fix it, handling him the paper I asked him to get through it once while I return with some information for him. He reacted like a clueless nonce seeing his score."How do I improve your score Abhay any suggestions?" I asked humblyHe was red with embarrassment and returned "anything that you desire mistress" I'm afraid you won't be able to face it poor. “Perv much?” Deena teased her sister.“Hah.” Allison just ignored her sister’s comment as she put her nightgown on.Though Deena was only joking with her sister, she was used to other girls looking at her with envy in locker rooms and on the beach, something she quite enjoyed. But that’s not how she wanted her little sister to feel.After having put on her nightgown, Deena walked over to Allison.“Alli, I wasn’t k**ding, you do look good.” Deena gave her sister a small hug.“Thanks.” Both sisters. None of the windows were broken, the doors were on their hinges, and the siding looked intact. Apart from the deck needing a coat of stain, the exterior of the cabin looked as it always had.The exterior was only half the story. Warren stepped on to the deck and pulled out his keys. He peered through the front door's window as he fiddled with the lock. From what he could see, nothing was out of order. The furniture was in place, all the pictures and mounts were still on the wall, and nothing.