It?s like... like yougo into a trance or something. Some people are great painters, ordancers or musicians, but you... you?re like an artist with numb...rs."William looked up at her, a bit confused by her words. He loved hissister and knew she loved him, but this was... odd. "Angie... I?m justgood at my job."Angela smiled. "Yeah. That?s my point. You?ve been through a lot today,but don?t let it get in your head. Remember that no one knows how to doyour job better than you. Ok? When they ask you. I nudged her. She looked up and looked frightened, seeing her father-in-law and her younger sister-in-law. Padma Aunty pushing me away, said in a shaky voice, “Go to my room and don’t come out till I call you. I will handle this. Go now.”She pulled her kurta down, picked her salwar and panties from the floor, dressed quickly and ran to open the door. Her father-in-law Gowda was dressed in a white shirt and dhoti. Her younger sister-in-law was dressed in a white T-shirt and blue jeans.Cursing. I was excited, he remembered me and I kissed his face and stroked his head like I used to. I brought Butch out of his stall and tacked him; then I threw a saddle bag over him and put the ropes that I had brought with me and stashed in the stable into one bag putting a towel and small electric lantern in the other bag. I had forgotten the chaps that Lisa always made us wear, but I was too eager to go back for them so I just mounted Butch and rode toward the far end of the ranch where the. She was getting crueler ever day, and I was loving it more each day.Then she would start to get physical, taking me out onto the school field and make me kneel before her and kick me in the balls for the amusement of her friends, then she'd let her friends do it. It was painful, humiliating but incredibly arousing. I had no idea what was going on but I knew it just felt right.As things developed at school, it also did at home, She decided that when we were in her or my bedroom, the rule was.