Swami in boss's car with the instructions to drive him home but as soon as Mr. Randy left Mr. Swami insisted that he wanted drive home on his own. I t...ied to stop him but he was adamant and threatened to sack me. I didn't want to lose my job after all he was also my boss so I let him go. When he left here he was driving quite okay sir'.Malti's statement: 'Yes I was at the hotel for an interview. Afterwards we all had a drink or two. Papa was drunk and wanted me to leave with him. I didn't go. But the idiots had not looked inside the compound and Emma's absence had not been noticed at the time.She had seen the helicopter leave and made a rude sign at the departing crew. For once no jolt of current punished her. It had felt wonderfully liberating! She spent the next hour rehearsing all the foul words she had ever learned and applying them all with a wealth of invention and originality to the Professor and his team of assistants.Unfortunately she had not had time to steal more food. He stared at those beautiful female feet, cased in flesh colored nylon, with a thin seam running evenly along the undersides of the woman’s toes. Those big, succulent looking toes curled and the wrinkles in the nylon that it caused colored a light brown. Piercing blue eyes stared at John through those small glasses and large eyes, of dozens of surprised onlookers, penetrated his soul. But his mouth started watering. His mouth started watering from those ever curling toes. From that groaning,. So with a degree in business education and the desire to be a photographer, I got a job and started my family. After my girls got out of diapers I told Sherry, my wife, that I wanted to try and be a photographer. Sherry encouraged me and soon I was taking pictures semi-professionally. I still worked at the school and I became the yearbook sponsor when the old sponsor retired. I did a few spreads on the side for magazines. I would travel during the summer and take pictures and then Sherry would.