But the corner table had a glass window at corner of the wall. Though it had curtains covered but still person sitting on the corner was easily able t... see the reception. One day when I was having lunch with the clients I saw Neetu descending from the stairs. She was wearing a sari and went straight to the reception.The guy on the reception smiled at him and passed her a round paper bundle which seemed to be currency notes rolled. He kept that on table and Neetu tried to pull it up but couldn’t. I turned my face away. He tried again, caught his foot in my skirts and fell over. Mrs Jones, the housekeeper, came into the passageway as George was sprawled at my feet. ‘Abigail!’ she snorted. ‘It is bad enough to meet your male friends in the house without having them cluttering the way. Get up, young man. Now!’ George blushed. He scrambled to his feet, muttered an apology to Mrs Jones and scuttled away. He didn’t apologise to me. Later that evening I was helping to clear the ballroom after. Some with really cute kids and some with kids just running wild. I was thinking Tazers and handcuffs, but only grinned at them.I finished long before Harvey the whore. I had no idea where he was putting all that food in his skinny ass body, but I was good with it. I passed on the ice cream for desert, but I did go with the coffee and cinnamon pizza dough sticks. They were delicious. I even got a bag of them to go, along with the white dipping sauce. I had a new downtown desert place.After. I was sleeping in my room and on my cot. My brother was on another cot. At midnight, I heard my mother moaning! I was disturbed.I went and saw why she was moaning. The door was half-closed, the room was dimly lit. I peeped inside and saw my mom nude. On the other side, there was somebody. Certainly, not my father! My father was not in town. Then who was this?I could see one hand squeezing my mom’s ass. I started sweating after seeing this. Then mom was pushed down and he came above her. I was.