The walls were still rough-hewn logs fitted together and retained in upright split trunks. The white wattle filling still kept out the howling wind th...t drove the snowstorm outside. The floors were the same sawn boards, polished with varnish and covered in places by native patterned rugs. The woodsman axes still hung about the mantle, the pictures were in the same place and the cottage style Settle, still held the girl in its cushioned embrace.She hadn't moved.Jason rubbed his hands together. That night i was called for a meeting with my committee and so were the girls, there was a girl name Constance. She is in the same class as i am. She often wear her white camisole tank top under her Uniform in school. That night, while I was on my way back to the room, I saw her at the corridor as she was on her way to the toilet to bathe with her clothing and undergarment. We said Hi to each other and then went on with our things. As I was about to go my room I saw a camisole on the floor and. Ek din yaha per bohot barsat(rain) horaha tha tho main ghar ke second floor main khada tha mera ghar three floor ka hai mere bagal wala builing two floor ka Hai mere ghar ke balkani main pura glass laga hua hai jisse main dusri side dheksaktay hai per vo nhi tho main waha khada hokar ise baris dhek raha tha tab hi mujhay kuch awaz aya main side main glass ke pass khada hokar dusri building main dheknay laga maine dhekha ki mere bagal wali aunty Padma(name change) bhag kar ayi baris bohot tej. What do you think?’ Cliff asked. ‘I think it’s about time someone figured that out.’ Jay snapped his response. Cliff knew that he had hit a nerve and asked, ‘Why do you say that?’ ‘I live in Moorestown, NJ and I hate coming to the city just to have a presence here. I cover the five New York City boroughs, New Jersey and Eastern Pennsylvania. I could just as easily work out of the Philadelphia office.’ ‘That is what I was going to ask you, if you would be willing to work out of the Philly.