Taking turns, we alternated speaking the data, while the other entered it in.Any pictures in the folder, we stopped and took a digital snapshot of wha...ever we found. Then we restarted our first breakdown – Business/Commercial vs. Home/Residential!It quickly became apparent that this would take longer than my original deal with Dad. We kept at it catching a rhythm to the project.By the time the residential had too many sub-categories, Sari picked up the jargon, and we started the commercial. He resisted for ten minutes then did the breathing again until he was relaxed and thinking clearly again. This time it took him twenty minutes to calm down and it was now six o'clock.He made himself busy cooking dinner and tried singing along to the radio, but soon found himself with the cravings again. He glanced at the clock and was surprised to see that it was only ten past six and he felt even more jittery than before he did the calming exercises the second time. He had planned to tough it. "Sara grinned back, getting to her feet too. "I don't know how to play the flute. Are we going to make music?" Mmmm, what do you think."Sara flirted back. "I know how to play a few other things, though."Laura had the fat candle already lit, and was just starting to open one of the bottles of champagne, wrapped in a towel, when Sara finally sauntered almost idly into the bedroom. She had kicked off her shoes and was slowly unbuttoning the buttons on her blouse, behind her neck."Hey, Laura,. Her saree was tied below her waist. Soon I started to feel the cold and started shivering, while my aunt was used to this coldness.My aunt asked me to hold her as her saree can minimize the cold. I immediately slid my left hand from the open end of her saree dupatta and held her waist with my palm tightly. She felt a sudden shiver on her body and I slid my other hand from around her waist from the back as if I was hugging her.I tightened my grip around her waist and my aunt slowed down. I could.