Dusre din school mai unhone muje kaha ki aaj tu 2 baje padne aa jana, maine kaha teek hai, school pura hote hi mai khana kha kar unke ghar chala gaya,...who us waqt khana kha rahi thi, maine pucha ki sab log kanha gaye toh wo boli ki sab bahar gaye hai magar tu ghar sai naha kar kyu nahi aya, maine kaha ki mai toh sham ko nahata hun, toh boli ki tuj mai sai badbu aa rahi hai yahi bathroom mai ja kar naha lay, maine kaha ki yanha kaise naha lun , mere pass kapde nahi hai, toh who boli nahne kai. The only other home she'd ever visited in Blad was Binta's in the Brothel which was now as much home to her as her own flat. The Honey district impressed her. The avenues were wide and lined with palm trees and conifers. The houses were quite simply magnificent: larger than any she'd ever seen before, but protected by high walls, barbed wire and broken glass. She was dressed casually - a light floral dress and sandals - and felt poorly dressed in comparison to the ostentation of the women she. Back in london Sally tells Havers all about the meeting with the eccentric artist ‘something puzzled me-i saw a book in his library -it was called school of correction’-for some reason he wouldn’t let me see it!’-Havers just nodded knowingly-‘Sally-i have a proposition for you-if you can persuade him to exhibit his paintings at my art gallery i will pay you five grand!’ Sally almost fainted! ‘five grand!!! ‘ ‘Sally – if you can persuade the old buzzard to do this,then you deserve every. Suddenly breathing became difficult when I saw her shoes. Delicate feet encased in five inch, black patent leather pumps. Be still my throbbing heart!The raw music, the dimly lit smoky haze, the smell of excitement; it all blended together into an atmosphere bent toward secrets, intimacy, and sex.I stalked her with my gaze while she ordered a mixed drink, then nibbled delicately on a bar pretzel. She wasn't hiding in her dark corner; no, her eyes were constantly moving, watching,.