But he only gently pushes me into Doris's arms thengoes storming into the study. Doris pulls me along into the study followingMaster. As we enter the study we see Master standing over AJ as shecowering on the ground trying to get away from him. Yanking the gag out ofher mouth he yells at her asking, ?What the hell did you do to her?? Seeing us approach sneering AJ says, ?Nothing she didn'tdeserve.? Hearing her answer sets me off and I start screaming, ?Deserve.Did I deserve to be beaten, made into a slave, and raped? What did I do todeserve all of that hell?? With detest she spat, ?You were born.? Stunned I collapse to the couch as her statement sinks in.Then as if in slow motion I watch as she falls to the floor blood drippingfrom her lip. Feeling someone touching my leg I look up to see who it is.It's the one person I wish was anywhere but here. It was my Master. I didn'twant him to learn about my past, about AJ, about why I'm the way I am. If heknew he would leave me. This. She use to live with her children and their age is around 15 and 10. They use to go to school and come home around 6pm.Till that time i use to watch aunty acts initially.She use to wear some what transparent blouses and she is in work the saree use to slip and i can have a visibility of her boobs and nipples. From there only i use to watch her in wrong angle. One fine day in the afternoon as i went to her home i saw her husband in home and he greeted me hi and welcomed me into house and i came to know that he is suffering from fever. So he went to bedroom and taking rest. In the mean while my aunty is taking rest in hall on diwana. I went near her and slept beside her after some time i found that her boobs are pressing my back and at that time i got some tension and did not strike what to do so i finally turned to her side and next my hand from down to touch her blouse and at that time she is wearing her nighty.As this incident ia going on my brother wake up. Here my brother is my.
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