Next morning started with a scream. It was a silent scream trapped inside my throat but it was there. I woke up when my alarm went off at 7:00 AM. I rolled over in bed. Pain. Sharp blinding pain shot up my backside. The bruises from the wooden hairbrush were fresh. They were angry. They had stiffened overnight. I groaned and buried my face in the pillow. I wanted to stay in bed. I wanted to lie on my stomach and not move for a week. But I couldn't. Sonia Bhabhi’s voice echoed in my head. “If you take them off even for one minute... I will know.” I reached down under the blanket. I touched my hip. I felt the thin string of lace. I was still wearing them. I had slept in them. The black lace panties were twisted. They had ridden up during the night. The string was digging into my waist like a wire. The lace front was compressing my morning erection painfully.

I dragged myself out of bed.