Hearing her idea surely made me wonder if this goddess is still the same as before. Damn, I started to remember why I was crazy for her in school, as hearing that she will strip one piece of clothing at every correct question surely is the best way to. But why the fuck doesn't the teacher teach by this method? Well, guess they are just. As I was looking at her in pretty disbelief that this goddess could come up with something like this, as she saw my reactions, she began to giggle and laugh wholeheartedly and spoke, "You brat, see, I knew your perverted brain can only take me seriously when I speak in your language. Even in school you were like this, only hearing me when you started to see my figure and just thinking those perverted thoughts about my pure figure! But guess that's how your puny brain works. Well, yeah, you heard correctly. I will strip one layer at every correct answer, and if I get a wrong answer, then I will be wearing them back, ok?" Hearing it pretty clearly and loudly, I felt that this goddess isn't messing around, so I spoke, "Yeah, ma'am, sure! But don't expect to be merciful, as the game is like a war, and there's no way I am going to let off K. So ask, What is your first question?" Hearing my answer surely made her wonder just how perverted I can be. So she spoke, "Ok child, first question here it comes; it will be for my heels. What was my name?" Well, hearing this question surely made me wonder why the fuck a name can be a question, as surely I don't remember her name, but fuck it, it can be a question. Well, I should look around her house and see her name, but this goddess is just staring at me only. As the first name that came to my mind, I spoke it: "Savita! Your name was Savita. Right?" Hearing my answer, her face became red, and she began to loosen her heels with a strange feeling of blush on her cheeks as she spoke, "You remember my name? I thought you forgot my name!" Well, surely hearing it, I felt a huge comfort in my heart, as my guess was pretty perfect. Well, in India, this name was pretty famous, as we heard of it. So you see, it was a pretty interesting memory to remember, and seeing her figure, I could only think of her figure. Well, surely her figure wasn't as great as Mam's, but still it was worth guessing, as I was worried about my spine; what would happen if I guessed the wrong name? She would have definitely kicked my ass. But heh-heh, I got saved, and she clearly stripped the heels, so she is true to her words, so I can press her harder. As She took a deep breath and drank another mouthful of her drink and spoke, "Ok, kiddo, the game is getting interesting, as the next question will strip my saree's outermost covering, so it will be a difficult question. Okay, tell me the first thing you thought when you first saw me in school." Hearing her questions surely was breaking fear into my ass. I didn't even remember our first meeting, but how could I even remember it, as it surely was 4 years ago that I last saw her, and now she is asking about our first meeting? There's no way I would have looked at her face when her figure was this good. So I guess it is time to pray to my god of fortune. My dear 'Milf system,' this bastard must have something to help me with her. As I summoned my box, this bastard showed a strange notification: "The Trial of lf." You are being tested by your milf; you have to clear it your own without the help of the system. ' The Reward: The Milf Savita will be yours!' Failure: 'You will lose her permanently!'" Seeing this surely was making me curse this strange system; this motherfucker is clearly trying to mess with me. How the fuck am I going to clear her rounds if the questions are like this? But I will show you this bastard wasn't born yesterday. As I began to speak, "Good morning, ma'am, nice to meet you!" Hearing my answer surely made her blush more, and she began to stare at me. Well, surely, what could I even say at meeting the teacher for the first time? Well, she was my class teacher, so she must have met me in class only, and our word to teachers was that song, "Good morning, ma'am. Welcome to our class!" Heh-heh, as she started removing safety pins from her saree, as she began to strip, her expressions were in disbelief, and she spoke, "Right answer. So you still remembered these words." Hearing and seeing her like this surely felt exciting and way too tempting, but I felt that something was wrong. She was only asking about her memories with me, not anything else, and she was getting shocked by my every answer, as if she thought that I forgot her and went ahead with time, giving me something that I desire and hearing the things that she desires! Well, guess she was truly sad after we went our ways, as it felt much more like a trial of her heart, trying to convince herself that I didn't forget her with time. Well now thinking about it, it surely starts to feel heavy and deep, but I can't let her see that pathetic side of me. Well, I guess I have to take this seriously. Well, I can't let her drown in the same sorrow that engulfed her for most of her life, as this isn't the original timeline, and I am not going to let any of my beauties get struck by reality. I have a system, and it will make sure that no bastard will be able to mess with my beauties.
