After two days susheela asked me if i can give him some old clothes of mine so that she can give it to her husband. i told her i will ask my mother to...give me some old stored clothes and give it to her next weekend when i come back from home. susheeela said. you will ask your mother. does that mean that you are not married. i told yes i am not. then she surprised me by saying to phir tumhara kam kaise chalta hai. i was aroused and said kam chalane ke liye shadi hona zaroori to nahi hai. she. "You're...not going to tell anyone about it, are you?"Abbie smiled. "That depends." What? Depends on what?" You know about my scholarship issue," Abbie said. "And I know your dad, being the wealthy businessman that he is, could pay off my tuition eight times over."Ellen was shocked. "You're blackmailing me? You expect me to pay your tuition? Get real." You want me to tell the cops about the pot?" Oh God no, Abbie. Please don't. I'd get kicked out of school, I'd get arrested, my family would. There was a thin sheen of sweaton his dark skin, but nothing like the rivers running down mine. Todayhad been a real wake-up call as to how out of shape I'd let myself get -sure, I wasn't overweight, but I wasn't healthy either. We'd beenchatting on and off throughout the workout session, but as we'dprogressed I'd steadily got more out of breath until I'd fallen intosilence, listening only to Marcus' guidance and the disco-pop musicplaying faintly out of the gym speakers."Shower time," he. I had my back to it, but glancing inthe full length mirror I could see throught the gap in mycurtain. I could see that whoever it was had left asimilar-sized gap in theircurtain.The occupant was a woman, mid-twenties, dressed like aprofessional in tailored skirt and jacket. From the relectedimage I had of her in her own mirror, I could see she worea white blouse and had a quite pretty face. We were facingin opposite directions, but were seperated by a distance ofonly about ten feet, so.