The opera over, the only curtain call the audience cared about was the Prima Donna’s; forget the Prince, the Sprite and the Witch. Atalanta had sung...four encores; they'd demanded 'Song to the Moon’ three times.The manager couldn't believe his luck at booking her for three summer prom performances of Rusalka. More than worth all her tantrums over too low fees, too hot a dressing room, too cold a stage, too small an orchestra. He'd grown well used to Prima Donna behaviour. It had not fazed him. "So down they went, they figured just for a quickie, grab some specimens and then home again. It all went OK up to the point they were ready to jump in the shuttle and hightail it back, and then they got a lot closer look than they wanted at what made that particular area so warm. It was volcanic activity just like they'd thought, but they hadn't counted on a volcano breaking through just about under their feet. Well, not completely through, not yet, but it ruckled up the rock abruptly and. I love crushing your neck like a bug under my heel, watching you gasp for breath as I steadily press harder and harder. Your very existence is in my hands, under my feet, I should say. When you leave here, when I allow you to leave here that is, your body will be covered with my heel marks and welts from my whip. Your tongue will be sore from my use of it, from cleaning my shoes to me stepping on it while I whip you." You will do as you are told without hesitation, regardless of howdebasing the. ( oww…. I got the doubt. He is with a decision…. My mom is his target…).Dad:- no mayura, if you are ok you can stay here. He looked at me and said raju will share his room with you.Me:- ( with a smiling face) yes uncle, you can stay with us.May :- no. It’s ok. I don’t wan’t to trouble you.Dad :- no mayura, you should stay with us.May :- (with a smiling face) thanks a lot.My mom too joined with us. She is wearing a pale green color saree.Mayura :- hi sisterMom :- hi. ( as I told you she is so.