But she is serious and that isn't funny. Bobbi runs a tight ship and the girls tread in fear of her.Bobbi is one of those women who wear plaid skirts,...long out of fashion, and starched white blouses with comfortable shoes. You would never think of her as a sexual being. I figured her for a lesbian like the Big Dyke.Then one night, we were the last two in the staff game room. We had been playing a rousing game of cribbage. Like I said, there's not much to do here. Bobbi leaned back and asked me,. That bloody court case was a farce I'd been set up, AGAIN! But somehow I didn't mind this; at least I was with 'friends' who didn't think I'd killed a little girl.I spent a sleepless night in my room, I had checked on Melody's condition, at first I was told that no patient of that name was in residence, when I mention Elizabeth's newest patient I was told that she was sleeping comfortably, I asked if she was being checked on and they said that Sue-Li was in her room. I gave them a message to. "Hello are you there?" I asked. Still nothing. I was about to hang up, then I thought to myself, this can’t be no other than my husband playing games on the phone. He must be bored at work. I continued to play along to entertain him. "You wanted Sahsha and now you got her, yet you won’t say a word, now why is that?" I just wanted to hear your voice and listen to you breathe," he told me."Oh really, well what if I want to hear your voice as well, can I?" I asked him with the sexiest voice I. In the next six months, she had become his partner in business too. She had basically fucked her way to the top not only with him, but every tender was got using her skills. This started one day when she saw Rashid in a grumpy mood and she asked.“Enna Rashid, yen ippadi irrukkael, mood outtaa nokku? (What Rashid, why are you like this, no mood is it?) She still couldn’t shake of her Brahminical lingo whenever she spoke in Tamil, in spite of moving with so many outsiders in business.“Illa, namba.