“Why don’t you do it? You’re great with a camera and you’re good with the girls. Well, VERY good with one of them.......” she winked at me. ...��But you need a little lesson on how they’re made and what you DON’T see first. Hang on...” Nikki jumped up and walked naked out of her bedroom and ran downstairs. A few minutes later she same back with a video cassette tape in her hand. It was the one she had shown me a few nights before with her as the ‘receptionist’. She opened her wardrobe door and. “no one is here..Everyone left..” they checked her classroom it was empty. She took out her phone and dialed her sissy’s number..”damn….Its out of reach..Lets go back guys..She might come there..” they all came back..Firoz went out to his bike “come on sultan..We’ll go..Let her wait..” firoz shouted as he was at a distance from them..Shifa was left alone waiting for her sister..“aaaahh” saba was trying to control her voice as prof. Sharma, hod of commerce department..46 years old man, was. Am I the only investor in this venture?’ ‘No. There are other investors.’ ‘How much profit do I stand to make out of this?’ ‘Your share of the proceeds should be around four million.’ ‘Am I the biggest investor?’ ‘No.’ ‘Christ it must be a huge shipment. Aren’t you and your other partners worried that the price will drop when you flood the market?’ ‘No, of course it won’t. The goods will be placed in cold storage and fed into the market to meet the needs of the customer. We are hoping to corner. She had quit carrying tampons in her purse months before, and with no onethere to loan her supplies she had no choice but to rush home. By thetime she got home she was bleeding through her skirt and having majorcramps.As she entered the room she had been pulling her scarf off. She walked upto me, rotating my chair, so that we were both facing the computermonitor. Thank god that I had really been working, and not taking one ofmy occasional visits to Fictionmania!As we looked at the monitor.