"I felt a little out of place when I climbed into the back of the huge Cadillac that Mrs. Harmon's escort, Dave Jensen, was driving. I smiled as I sat...down next to Missy."You look fantastic, Missy," I said as I handed her the corsage Tracey helped me pick out."Thank you, John," she said, holding the corsage carefully. "You can pin this on me when we get to the dance."The rest of the ride to the country club was filled with small talk as Mrs. Harmon chatted with Mr. Jensen and I occasionally. With the objective of ridding the nation of this terrible ill, India’s Constitution writers chose to introduce something which would go on to become just as disastrous to India’s social fibre…Quota. This aims at reservation of upto 50% of school, college and university seats as well as government jobs for those belonging to the ‘lower’ castes. Far from ridding the society of caste, Quota has created immense bitterness even in those who would otherwise not have been at all interested in a. “What are you doing?” She questioned.“You’ll see just bare with me, this you will enjoy!” Henry replied.Zoë released her grip, allowing him freedom; he clutched the waistband of her panties drawing them leisurely down her legs, whilst looking her straight in the eyes. Zoë stood motionless, looking toward her mother.“It’ll be fine sweetheart you’ll see!” Brenda knew now as to his actions.Zoë lifted each leg in turn stepping out of her panties; Henry handed them back to Brian, he took them. While looking her in the eyes, the assistant rose slightly and rolled her hips back, offering herself to the brunette.While Jade enjoyed a woman in her bed occasionally, she wasn’t in the mood tonight. She looked at Walker again. “Maybe another time.”Walker nodded in confirmation and then said, “Get dressed and get my clothes ready.”The assistant stood up, picked up a dress from the floor, and pulled it on without bothering with panties or a bra.“So, why did you call me here again?” Jade asked.