Tilting my head to the side, and I rest my cheek against your hard chest and relax into its warmth. Wandering back inside, my mischievous side tends t... appear and I hear you groan as the devilment plays on my lips, and my hand reaches your side and softly tickles. I giggle as I feel you jump, your reflexes very fast, and I retreat quickly, knowing your feelings about getting even. Without warning, you pounce, pinning me until I whisper, ‘Two can play that game’. Just to show you, I wrap my legs. After I changed into my uniform, and had my ankles taped we spoke on my tardiness and uncoming punishment. Coach wanted everyone to know that I was in trouble and would make up for it starting Monday of next week. I would run the a 100 laps around the gym before practice Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, for two weeks. Then we got on to the layout of the game. I told them of what I knew of the team since I had spent most of the summer playing with most of the starters.When we came out of the. I guess mami could figure it out from my expressions. “Baba, you know this time the climate is too hot in the village. Rains are nowhere to be seen. I can see you are not comfortable wearing jeans and T shirt. You are sweating. I will give you a half pant. You can change.” As soon I took out slid into the pant I realized it was too small and bit tight.Mami was standing behind me. “Never mind Baba, it’s the old pant of your mama. Don’t feel shy from Smriti.” She didn’t say the rest that she was. “What are you doing?” he barked. “Slaves don’t sit at a table. On your knees!”More humiliation but Brianna complied. He pulled out a plate of food. “Your Master will feed you little slavegirl.” With that he took a piece of food off the plate and placed it at her mouth. Briana was angry and humiliated again but opened her mouth and ate the food. He’s showing me that I an animal and don’t deserve to sit at a table she thought. The feeding took awhile. Howard enjoyed it for a time. Finally he.