We had a little conversation on the stairs.I came to know that she lives opposite to my flat and she is working in an mnc.I was disappointed when I he...rd that she was married.She has been married last year and is living with her husband.She and I had the same work time so we usually meet when we reach home. Her husband had a night shift, so he will leave the house before she reaches.We both exchanged numbers, became close after a month. We used to talk on the terrace after the office hours.She. She had grasped the door handle as if to leave, but turned back to me with those devastating eyes trained on mine.‘You’re not just saying that, are you?’, she asked, ‘ You actually think I’m not some dumb girl?’I was instantly saddened by her response, mostly because I hate to see her have such low confidence in herself. I smiled in spite of the comment, and placed a hand on her shoulder.‘No Michelle, and although it’s not my place to say it, you. 'Bitch', he said 'I'll throw your little faggot ass off of here if you don't suck my dick'. Terrified I said 'Alright, alright but we can't do it here some one might come along'. Clarence pulled me back over and said 'yeah, you're right. Come on I know just where to take your ass'. Clarence pushed me ahead of him back up the stairs to the fourth floor. We walked quickly down the corridor till we reached a janitors closet. Clarence pulled out his pocket knife and jimmied open the door, roughly. "I want...umm..."Just then the door swung open and Katie stepped inside. She gave theclerk a flash of those dazzling blue eyes then turned to me with apout. "Mommy, haven't you bought the beer yet?"I swallowed hard. "What kind do you... I mean, what kind should I buy?"Katie bounced across the small store, turning each step into anexaggerated swivel of her hips. She made a big show of staring down theaisle of cardboard beer packs, then turned to the clerk, put a fingeragainst her chin, and.