She moved across campus with confidence but as the time ticked closer to her English Comp class the sense of confidence waned. She reached the English...department, raced to the bathroom, and waited until she'd be late to Professor Mitchell's class. Tentatively, Lauren exited the ladies room. Her body teetered on the edge of nervousness and desire as she approached then entered the lecture hall. Michelle lost all train of thought when she saw Lauren enter the class. Lauren was the epitome of her. In fact she was born abroad, but came to Europe with her elder sister when she was 13 to take care of their grandma when her husband died. Two years later, the grandma also died and her parents wanted her to go back with them, but she refused and preferred to stay in Europe and go to the boarding high school at the main town where Landra also studied. She wasn’t very fond of the school, so she abandoned it in 3rd year and went to the public school. When she finished her studies, she joined a. Hit me! Hit me, you bastard!”Never having hit any woman, Robert freezes and even stops fucking her for a moment. But her hips soon takes up the slack. “What?”“Hit me! Slap my face. Call me a slut. Tell me hate this life growing inside me!”The man isn’t against violence. He knows it is useful at certain times—he had to do it before with his father. But hitting a woman—a girl—especially during sex, during a most intimate time with someone, and while they’re pregnant has never crossed his mind. One of his disciple took us to one roon where swamiji was there already doing some pooja. Swamiji informed his disciple to take me another room. On his command he took me to another room & left my mom there only. That disciple took me to one room & locked me there. Since I was curious to see what will happen in another room, I checked out each and every windows and doors. In one of the door there was a keyhole, from there I can see what is happening in another room.Swamiji told my mom to take.