“Please do not use your money to control people.“I went to college and learned what is called Computer Science. I got a good job right away and di... what I was told to do. Yet, my employer did not control me. We both knew I could quit and get another job easily. My employer could not control me. It’s sad really when so many people need their jobs so much they cannot quit. That they can’t quit puts downward pressure on their wages.“Let me tell you what I do. My gardener is George. He charges $300. Now straight to the story, it was late night mom came home from office, she was wearing a red sari with black blouse. She came in her room; dad was working on his computer. Dad saw mom and said “hey, how was your day?” mom “oh very busy”. How about you? Dad replied “same.” Dad got off the chair and came near mom then wrapped his hand around her waist and said “you are looking nice” and then kissed her. Mom “thanks but not tonight Kamal, I still have a lot of work to do.” Dad said “come on. Margo is a little taller than Nikki and a little like Tony in that she’s on the quieter side. But her gray blue eyes always seem to be dancing and her dirty blond hair is usually about shoulder length and I love to watch it shift and shimmer when she moves. Our group of four is important to us for many reasons, but almost certainly the main reason is we never judge each other and we never hit on or try to date each other. Yes we’re all single. Either always have been or have been for some. . Driving down the highway the wind swirled around her and whipped her hair around, the warmth of the sun was leavened by the rush of air around her. She tried hard not to have a grin on her face but the entire time she smiled. She could feel her heart pounding beneath her breasts, it was as if she was going on her very first date. So excited and nervous.Would he like her?Would he find her desirable?Would he want to?Would she?She'd know in a few minutes and her exit was coming up, and she could.