"Well, the positive side is, you can spend more time with your dad. Andthat's good." Yeah, I know. He often complains that he misses me," she said. ..."Buthe's the one who's busy with his job." Where does he work, again?" Amber asked."I don't know for sure. It's a government agency that creates weapon.He's in the research department." And does this Japan trip have anything to do with his job?" Duhhh.. what do you think?" Anita rolled her eyes."That's lameeeeee." Amber let out a sad. I remember waiting for the master to return to the library, where his office was situated, and getting a sympathetic look from the female librarian who clearly knew what was to come. What happened? Well he gave me a detention, and my mates couldn’t believe it! I spent the rest of the term worried sick as detentions were listed on your report, while slipperings weren’t. A hard six of the best while painful, was better than the consequences of a bad report. When I did get my report I sneaked a. Taran Raj Singh known as TRS or TR to all his friends and employees and Titu to his close family stood in the middle of the living lounge of his enormous bedroom suite [one of twelve such suites] with a glass of scotch and looked like a man waiting for someone. Taran was a strongly built very handsome man of over six feet tall, extremely well muscled and a slight evidence of softness around his waist. He had curly thick hair wept back with grey showing over his temples. His chest was covered. Society’s old taboos don’t make sense to you anymore. They’re stupid,” I trained their minds with my Jedi trick.“We’re all naked in this house, as we should be. Unless you say otherwise, we don’t need to wear clothing at all.“We don’t need any such foolish notion as modesty. It’s an absurd concept invented to reflect shame rather than pride in human beauty and the body. There is no cause for such shame or humility. The human body is a work of art, a walking, talking, breathing sculpture made of.