So she texted back “how do you expect me to do that”. He replied with “in the bathroom”. She texted back jokingly “want to watch”. She rec...ived an immediate reply of “yes”. Leaving her desk making a point to walk by the guy she was flirting with she headed to the bathroom. He stood up and followed her. As she walked in he made sure that no one seen him follow her in, and locked the door behind them. She took off her panties handed it to him and leaned up against the bathroom sink lifting her. " No Mommy!" the girl I noticed was crying. "Not baby!" Well then we need to be making it to the potty! This little baby is abigger girl than you!" her mom said. "Let's try the potty and then we'llchange your Pull-Up like a baby since you wouldn't stop playing to usethe potty," she told her as she pushed her into the stall and closed thedoor.Ivy used the sink to wash her hand and mine. As we were walking out thedoor. "Seriously you poopied too?!?"I sighed with relief that it wasn't me blowing. Ho gaya class, aapka ?(are you done with your class?)Ha ji, ho gaya (yes, done)Yaha tho bahoot bore hotha he rath par. Kuch nahi he karne ke liye, sirf kaali bait tha hu (I feel very bored here at night, I have to sit idly all the time)I smiled.Aap muje company dho na, bondas he mere paas, bait kar thoda sa baath karte he.(will you please give me company, I have bondas, we can have a chat )I smiled internally, teek he.We entered his small cabin and we started having bondas. I was silent a. I stood there, staring, as Trish took a few steps forward, closing the distance between us. Her eyes roamed over me and she smiled again."Besides, I like the way you dance." Her hand reached out, and her fingers ran along the underside of my jacket's collar, straightening it. "In a hundred years, we'll all be dead."My mind flashed back to the dance floor, and I realized that it had been Trish dancing up close to me. Trish who had caused that near explosion."I haven't been drinking," Her hand.