But Sunita knew what she wanted to do and she was fully aware of the risk; she realised this could mean the end of her job and her dreams, the end of any hope for the love she had for Sahib. She took hold of the edge of the covers around his neck and pulled the sheet slowly down to just above his knees. He was sleeping without a top and in his light jogging pants.

Sunita felt her heart beat faster and her mind began to reel; for a fleeting moment she almost panicked but held resolute. If her master woke up now she would probably not know what to say and it would be embarrassing for both of them.