“You don’t need to do that. We’re not done yet,” shetold me.“Not done yet, what do you mean?” I asked her.“I...made an arrangement to get you in and they are oneguy short in the bar tonight so I told them that youcould do it,” she said.“That sounds like a nice deal,” I replied and reachedfor my clothes again.“You don’t need those, you will be serving in the barnaked just like the other men in club,” she continued.I. We had my parents' house to ourselves for the moment. I handed Carlthe gold ring. "I'm literally putting my body into your hands," I toldhim with a good natured grin. "Don't do anything too crazy, ok?"Carl rolled his eyes again. "You are going to be doing integrals for therest of the month, sucker," he told me confidently."You'll see," I said, still light hearted.Carl laughed as he put on the gold ring. "OK, so - now what?" he asked. "Just think of what you want to change."There was a pause of. With the email from her son Jean I was free of that gentleman’s promise. So here goes. Mayfair Apartment, London, October 19, 1955 Svetlana gazed out the window of the large Mayfair apartment. The tailored black satin Chanel dress made her feel so wonderful she almost didn’t want to take it off. Jean had bought the dress for her at Harrods on the fourth floor. The little black couture dress was a real treat for a Russian girl from the boonies. Svetlana took a draw on her cigarette. She held. ’ She didn’t finish the sentence and Ashwin’s smile expanded to show a set of perfect teeth. His face transformed by his uninhibited smile, taking the years off his face and made him look like a cub ready to play. Sugandha blinked at the transformation and was surprised that she liked seeing this human side of her boss. Ashwin moved back with the cans and Sugandha stepped in. ‘Where do you want to put the stuff?’ Ashwin asked Straightening her shoulders she answered ‘In the kitchen and some.