Peter quietly walked up to him and stuck the tip of his thumb into the mastoid process at the base of his left ear, pushing him against a locker. “O...wwww!” the creep howled, unable to move. “You're never going to do this again, are you?” Peter softly asked, then pressed a bit harder, bringing him to his tip-toes like a ballerina. “No, no!” he squealed through the incredible pain. “Excellent,” Peter said, as he released him. It reminded Daniel of the defensive tactics his father had used as a. I have long curly hair up to my shoulders. I am from Kolkata. Without much ado, I will now shift straight to my story.When this incident had happened, I was in my junior college and a young woman had come to work as a full-time domestic helper in our house. She was from some village near the border of West Bengal and Orissa. Her name was Meenu. We came to know from her that at her parents’ place, there, she had left a son of ten years of age, a son from her then divorced the husband. She came. More

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