She swats him away and keeps crying."Baby, what do you mean? I don't have a..." JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I'M NOT CRAZY!" With that, she takes off running ...o their room. She's still crying and she grabs a suitcase. She starts throwing clothes in there and her stuffed bear, Moo Moo. A few minutes later, she hears the sound of footsteps coming up the hallway. The bedroom door opens and closes. There's no way Chase didn't see the mess. Just as calm as ever he asks, "Baby, what are you doing?"She turns. "Again I'm afraid I've offended you. I don't presume you are so vastly experienced that one would think of you as being loose and fast. My thoughts are more to the thinking that whatever amount of experience you have had would show that you are very good and strive to please."An awkward silence ensued while I sipped my coffee and tried to look casual glancing around the room."Are you as much a tit man as your initials indicate?" Marge suddenly asked."I really can't believe I'm having a. HtmI became pregnant my first night at Arun market. By the time most of you get to read this story I would have given birth. Already I have a name for the c***d, be it a boy or girl—I pray for a boy though—I will call him (or her) Arun, after the market. It's only fitting that he (she) answers the name of the place where he (she) was conceived. Unfortunately I won't be able to mother him (her) when that happens, but from seeing how other bitch-slaves have been made to handle it, that with the. On the way i came to know that she has sent wrong data and it’s possible that she might lose her job. I shouted at her and scolded her for that. She used to send that file to me and my manager. I checked it and i came to know that she did so to earn more incentives. She told me the reason as well and i asked her to go home and think what to do. She went and in the night she called me and cried a lot. I tried to console her and promised to save her job. Next day was our off and i was at my home..