Bablee looked like a gauche schoolgirl, frightened of her own shadow, while her niece was dressed as a sophisticated business woman. Bablee felt so guilty she submitted to the stranger, confessing her sins and expecting a punishment. She was a married woman, brought up in a Pakistan village, so carrying on with a boy of eighteen was a horrendous sin.
There was no way her niece was going to school when the exciting clubs of LA beckoned. Her plan was to leave her aunt in school and the opportunity became unexpectedly easy. The woman was a pushover. As a punishment for her sinful behaviour she would have to stay in school and fit in with the other schoolgirls. In addition she must carry on pleasing her schoolboy.
Bablee was confused over how this could be a punishment. She had never ever been so happy. Forced into an arranged marriage, she was nothing but a drudge for her in-laws. Now she felt free to explore her sexual needs and those of a young lover.
The mistaken identity had to be carried on, with Bablee falling even deeper into the role of a schoolgirl.
