"You just asked for money for some summer Oceanology program," I said."I didn't tell you because I didn't want to worry you, and you have your own lif... now," I said."Your father just left," I snapped."I spent a lot of time alone and depressed and unhappy," I said."Then I met someone," I continued."Someone who treats me the way your father should have, but never did," I said."Donna, do you remember how things were between me and your dad?" I asked."Well things weren't great," she said, "but I. Ab use bhi majja aane lag raha tha mene uska top utarna chaha tooh usne mana kar diya tooh mene upar se hi uske boobs dabane laag gaya mujhe boobs chusne and dabane me bhot majja aata hai uske niples mujhe acche se upar se hi feel ho rahe the dheere dheere mene uska top khench ke utar diya aur wo mujhe rok na payi fir kya tha bra tooh e jhatke me hi khol di and uske boobs ko chusne lag gaya wo chal rahi thi jor jor se aur me uski nipples ko chat raha tha.Kaat raha tha aur wo pagal hue ja rahi. After about five songs someone slipped in “We Don’tHave Take Our Clothes Off” by Jermaine Stewart but thelights stayed low. Charlotte chuckled hoarsely in myear. “You know, this is giving me ideas,” shewhispered, sliding a hand down to my butt a squeezingit. I raised an eyebrow. We were on the edge of the dancefloor near one corner of the room. I’d noticedsomewhat of a nook in the corner. It seemed Charlottehad also noticed it. No one seemed to notice as. Do whatever the fuck you have to do, for getting this deal or it’s your ass on the line here and not mine.She finished her peg and went away with her bag towards the lift lobby. This bar that we were in, was on the ground floor of a big three-star hotel.Radhika: That fucked up bitch!She went on to order two large pegs of Johnnie Walker.I looked at my friend and we collectively checked her out. She was dressed in a grey knee-length office skirt with a pale blue shirt tucked in around her waist,.