25 h I open the front door of our flat. It is locked. I sit down on our sofa and must wait. I wait and wait and wait. Waiting makes me tired and I fal... asleep. At 6.10 h I wake up because I hear Masha’s key. She looks completely ready, pale, with tired eyes. I get up and take her in my arms asking: “Would you like to take a bath to relax”? “Yes”, she answers. “I go and prepare for you”. I fill the bathtub with hot water and let some bath additive with fir fragrance in. “Come here”, I call her,. I stopped to go for morning walk due to exams but she was regular. She also started power yoga at home after the walk. In three months, she became very very slim and fit. Now her figure was 38-28-32, which is very very hot.One day,when I returned from my college,I was shocked to see that mom was wearing a net sleeves white kurti and a skin tight legging. I changed the clothes and wore nothing on top, as it was very hot. Suddenly mom entered my room and asked “how am I looking?” I kissed her. ” I sighed, wrapping my hands around her, except my hands were at the bend of her back. “So you're literally a demon? Or an angel?”“It's all just a profession really. Choose whether you wanna chill with humanity or fuck with them.” There was one big question on my mind though. “How would one escape from such a being?”Her eyes lit up just like when I first carried her into the room. Pushing up off of me, she gave me the cutest smile a man could ask for. “I'll show you!” And she began an insane. After a few moments of shock that awoman hand entered their territory and was trying to play with the boys,they redirected their attention back to the game. It was a uselessattempt as I never liked American football much and didn't understand thegame. Growing up, I was more of an intellectual and never got into verymany team sports. My attempts to have others explain what was going onin the middle to the critical final moments of the battle were met withfierce hostility."MEGAN!," her younger.