She was going to cost me alot, though money wasnt the issue. i did, however, want a good vaccation.'how old is she?''dude, i donno,' he leaned down an... hit her in the head 'how old are you bitch?''...19.' she wispered. well at least i wouldnt have to worry about buying a minor, even though she looked about 16.i leaned down onto one of my knees. 'whats your name girl?' i asked. she looked at me surprised, i had spoken to her just as softly as she had, and a few of the men in the room looked. I noted that number on my planner, after completing the current project in three days, I called Mrs. Nair on the telephone number given by Mrs. Shah, after introducing myself to Mrs. Nair & exchanging business pleasantries, we came straight to the point, Mrs. Nair said that discussing this kind of a project on the phone was not feasible & so she suggested that I visit their office & discuss further, I agreed, she gave me the address & we decided to meet the next day at 6 o’clock in the evening.. But walk she did, one long arm jutting out to her side, thumb sticking proudly upwards towards the sky.It was dangerous to hitchhike, she knew this, but even more dangerous perhaps to be stranded when night came. In most cases she could manage herself. The girl would have removed her uncomfortable shoes were it not for the unsympathetic pavement. Surly it would scorch her feet. The terrain adjacent to the road was too uneven to walk far.It was a blue car that slowed beside her, a rather modest. He had caught me out once or twice by interrupting our flow of emails and calling the office. He knew I couldn’t handle it and loved that he made me blush so much, even though he couldn’t actually see me. ‘Are you still available this afternoon? I have something I need to brief you on.’ I hit reply instantly. ‘Yes, looking forward to being briefed. See you at 2pm.’ I enjoyed preparing for our meetings, it was part of the fun. Until now, we had always met in a coffee shop near to his office.