And please don’t take to heart if I have done any offensive writing by any means.Let’s move ahead now.Then suddenly, our classroom door opened and...Pragnya came to our class. She was also our classmate. I quickly pulled my penis and buttoned up my pants. Rachana couldn’t sit properly. But she tried and pulled her skirt down. I could see that Rachna’s legs were shaking. Then we pretended to be studying. Pragnya: Aahh, today the bus was overcrowded. I did not go by them.Then she noticed something. She went downstairs and poured a glass of Barolo, and again sat in the darkness, her phone in her hand. He hadn't called.Her stomach was in knots, even if she had drank enough to have some kind of courage. She dialed his number.And to her simultaneous relief and terror, John answered."Hello," he said, a completely normal thing to say when answering the phone. But she was speechless for a split second... unable to form a thought."Melanie?" John asked, and she finally could find a way to answer. The idea about the detailed sales analysis would’ve made this visit worthwhile, but George feels getting the final complaint to get rid of the other two sales staff is a good result all on its own.After Monica introduces them George hands over a typed copy of the first part of the phone conversation as he says, “Mister Dyer, please check this summary of our earlier conversation and sign this complaint form. I’d previously spoken to both those men about their attitude to customers and they were. I pulled my digital camera out of the back for me, and gave Helen my Nikon SLR camera to use and then we had at it. Like all old frontier western towns there were some fine photos to take, and it turned out Helen had a good eye picking them out. Come dusk we were like two kids just putting a new toy aside for the day. Neither one of us wanted to stop, but we were so happy-tired we really had no choice. Spotting what looked like a neighborhood bar with several beat-up pick-up trucks parked.