’ ‘Yep.’ I flutter my eyelashes at her and pretend to look embarrassed. When she sighs, I can tell I’ve won. ‘Ugh, you’re incorrigible, an... I only make it worse by indulging you.’ She sits down at the end of the couch, the only bit left unoccupied by my sprawled body. For all her plans, she hasn’t gotten dressed yet either, just a pair of panties and stripey tank top. She looks good in them, but then, that’s true of pretty much anything. ‘Yeah, but I’m cute and I let you play mad scientist with. "What the fuckin'... ? I mean shit what the... ?" Not surprisingly I was panicking a little as I could think of only one logical use for the knife.'Trust me! Surely the sexual delights, the sensual excesses of last night were proof enough of what I'm capable? I've warned you before and I'll warn you again little brother, if you leave everything to me you'll regret it. Not only that but you'll have some explaining to do.'"What do you mean leave everything to you?" In my heart I knew what was. She said she would come twice a day asked a sum of Rs. 600/- per month to which I readily agreed.Next morning around 8, Neeta came. She made me breakfast and tea. I gave her an extra key to my flat and went to college. When I reached Home in the evening, it was a different place. She cleaned the house and has put new bed-sheet. Also, she arranged my kitchen properly. I was pleased. Days passed by, I was contended by Neeta’s work and became like a friend to her. We started to talk a lot and she. ...Barbara sent me" she said with a smile"Yes.....Yes, come in"She took her to the living room where they sat"Barbara tells me you have a business proposition" she stated matter offactly"Yes as the owner of the local strip club I hear that you hire out booths"Cynthia raised an eyebrow and Jessica realized she must be wondering whata dowdy house wife was doing asking such a question"Well......unofficially" she answered"I want to hire a booth" Jessica stated nervously, charging ahead beforeshe.