. I know what you want. But dinner comes first."Sarah sighs, and cross her arms ... ready to pout.I reach across the couch and scoop her up rather unc...remoniously. "Now I expect you to sit in this chair and sample the wine." I dumped her onto the chair. "The noodles have probably boiled by now and all I have to do is add them to the sauce ... be good and wait here."I exited into the kitchen.So far so good ... she didn't seem to be any worse for wear ... even though she just fainted. We would. He was the only man in the packed waiting room not staring at his phone. He gazed at the big screen across the way in between looks at the doomed men around him. A round table of talking heads was discussing the news of the day on TV, but it was impossible to focus on that. Not when his career hung in the balance.“Ian Graves!” the receptionist called out.The stoic blonde stood and marched to the front desk. The woman behind it nodded and smiled.“Hi there! Ian Graves?”“That's me.”“You're meeting. Maine mummy ki fudi gori gori hathon se sehla di. Mummy gehri sanse le rehi thi aur meri ankono main dekh rahi thi phir maine apni jib mummy ki chit par rakh di mummy uchal padi maine kaha kaya hua unhone kaha pata nahi mera pehli baar hai maine kaha kya to uno ne kaha main aab tak kunwari hun maine kaha to aaj yeh beta apni kunwari maa ki fudi phad dega wo boli ki mere pati dev ki jo marji hoWo apni patni se kare par mere pati dev mere bête mujhe apne lund ke darshan karne hain main turant. Or right," I said.She looked over her shoulder, looked at me, and said quietly, "Well, it's your call." Meg said.I didn't know what to do. Here was this cute teenager, a kid in my class, and here I was, in a position of authority, knowing even talking to her was wrong in this manner, but God was she fucking cute. God was she smart. God was she friendly.And God I was fucking horny.Meg looked at the door, smirked, and said, "You can close the door if you want." I knew this could not happen. Not.