“Well, I do a lot of things for her, and she does a lot for me too,” Sathyan replied with a cheeky smile.Radhika got what he was referring to and ...ad a sly smile. “So, are you like husband and wife?”“No, in a yogic life, we see each other just as humans, and whenever you have some desires. You ask help from a fellow human to fulfill it.”“So, you get help only from Meena?”“No, but Meena is mostly available to help me. If not, I will seek help from other followers of guruji who occasionally visit. The leather strap across your clitoris blocks your fingers as you unconsciously run a hand down to try to rub yourself. “Now none of that. You might be able to slip a finger under that, but if you do then I’ll know. And if you’re bad, I’ll have to think of another punishment. For now, I’m content with this one.” You bow your head a bit as you look at him. “Yes sir, I understand. No touching.” “Good pet. Now get dressed. After all, we have to get to work.” Work? Dressed? Your mind reels as you. “Your daughter invited Jesse to your house to have sex, Carol. SHE initiated it. They love each other and want to be together.”“You knew! How dare you?!” she turned to her husband, “Now I’m calling the cops!”“No, you are not!” Stan said firmly. “Two fourteen-year-olds engaging in consensual sex is NOT a crime!”So Stan WAS onside, and now was willing to state it out loud. I wondered how Carol had found out, but I had my suspicions.Carol’s face turned even redder, “I can’t believe you’re saying. Just when Andy thought things couldn’t get any worse an e-mail alert flashed up on his phone. It was the home help job. He was to go for an interview the next morning at 8:00am.Andy spent the rest of the day making sure his best shirt was cleaned and ironed and he even cleaned his only pair of shoes. He was hoping John would lend him a pair of smart pants so he didn’t have to go to this interview in his jeans.When John got in from work he was so relieved that Andy had a shot at a real job, he.