"Coffee, Sweetheart?" she asked."Oh, please, Auntie, I would love some. Would you like me to make ussome?"She gave me a raised eyebrow look that said... "Guests don't make theirown coffee, in my house!" Then she pushed an unobtrusive little buttonon the side of the end table."No, Darling," she murmured, "I'll get it."She continued to sit elegantly, her lovely stocking-clad legs crossedfemininely like the reigning queen she was, and inhaled another ball ofdelicious smoke. She glanced down at my. Bitch.Heading over to the new accounts and loans department, I asked to speak to the bank manager. I got a good bit of attitude before I just told them that it was none of their business. I had matters to discuss with him that was above their pay grade.No I am not going to go away, so you might as well call the manager or I will wander on up to their office myself.Ten minutes of waiting later, that is just what I did."Sir you cannot go up there," the man tried to tell me.I was almost in the. Now is that amount good enough to turn you into a whore?"Leo's blank and confused face showed that he didn't know how to respond. For someone that had never had more than twenty dollars at one time in his life, the sum of two hundred and ten thousand dollars was impossibly hard to imagine. Just imagining what he could do with a meager hundred dollars was difficult to comprehend because of his youthful inexperience with large sums of money.After five seconds of standing still with his jaw open. I had lately developed a crush on rahul (one of the 2 guys). I did not have a cellphone then so my only contact with them was in college or if they called my landline (which rahul never did).Ever since I had developed feelings for rahul, I had become a bit weird around him. I had stopped jokingly punching him and sitting next to him in canteen or even make direct eye contact. And when he made eye contact or spoke to me, there were butterflies in my stomach and a rush that I had never felt. My.