I'm having a lot of trouble here! I don't know how to ask this. Maybe it's because English is my second language." "No, I understand," he said, “You...want to know if I made this up or if it was from personal experience." "Well," she said slowly, "sort of." "It came into my mind," he said, “It's in books and movies all the time, and you see it a lot in that sort of thing." "I have to ask you something else that's really difficult," she said. Again there was a long pause. "Did you write this with. Tabhi lo aagaya jiska mujhe intzaar tha. Swati ka reply.Swati : Hello! gm.Main : Hi…Swati : Aankh khul gayi?Main : Haan. Tum kaha ho?Swati : Apne room mein.Main : Kafi der se utha aaj. Uncle aunty ne kuch bola kya?Swati : Nahi, papa to 8:30 ko hi job pe chale gaye. Maa ne kuch bhi nahi bola. Kyu?Main : Are kuch nahi, bas socha ki woh kya sochenge.Swati : Are aysa kuch nahi hai. Maa to bas apne kaam mein hi busy hai tum aajao.Main : Haan aata hoon, soch raha hoon direct naha kar hi aa jata. But I grabbed my carry on and followed him back through this door. He kept taking me further and further away from the rest of the passengers until I swear we had walked to Kandahar. Finally, he opens this door and waves me in and there is Sir looking all smug. “So I thought you deserved a chance to earn a first class seat on the DFS flight slut, you think your up for that?” “I think I can do that Sir” I was feeling cocky and dropped my bag and got on my knees in front of him. “Oh no bitch. "Doesn't look any different than normal," Devlin kidded."Oh, no?" Krissi smiled. "Tight pants." She licked her lips and patted his bottom. "Very tight pants. And that shirt is a false-front."They swept down the hall, only pausing at one of the outside doors to look at the inner courtyard. Snow was piled over the bushes of the garden. The pool was empty and its cover firmly in place. A faint puff of cold wind came under the bottom of the door and Devlin felt it blow up her legs like a giant.