Not that Cassandra was going to sign them anyway, because she was still refusing to accept that she was Cassandra.I didn't get to read the papers and ...assandra didn't sign them. So I suppose you could say that the encounter ended in a draw.A little later - whilst Cassandra was resting in her room - I went for a walk in the clinic's grounds and had a long conversation with my brief on my mobile phone. He answered what questions I asked him that he could, and called me back with answers to others. “Ah Sir,” John said like a true professional, “I apologize forStephanie’s behavior and any inconveniences it may have caused. I canassure you it does not happen often nor will it occur again. Orderwhatever you like because it will be DEDUCTED from HER PAY.” He emphasized those words so that I would hear him in theback. I didn’t care though. He seemed pretty angry, like this was anormal occurrence, (which it is, but if we didn’t have to wear. But meri us sa kabhi baat nhi hue thi because hamara lectures alag hota thaMeri graduation complete ho gaye thi aur mai apna ghar ka business mai busy ho gya tha.Ek din maine company mai apna liya personal secretary rakhna ka liya interviews la raha tha toh mera dyan us par padha. Vo abh v uthni hi hot lag rahi thi jitni clg mai thi. Jab maine usko dekha toh usko apna cabin mai bulaya. Us na black hot jean aur white t shirt dali hue thi. Jis mai sa black colour ki bra saaf dekh rahi thi.Maine. Ami danriye danriye dekhte dekhte ami hath tali dilam. Amar hath tali sune Soma aar Parul nijeke chariye niye amar dike takiye hanshte laglo. Ami dujone ke eksonge bollam, “tomra dujone aar bodh hoye amake chao na. Amar aar kono proyojone neyee. Ami bathroome pechhab korte giyechilam aar tomara dujone dujon ke ador korte shuru kore diyecho?” Soma taratari Paruler dike takiye amake bollo, “Oh, amaro bhison jore pechhab peyeche. Amio bathroome jabo.” Soma aar Parul eegiye eshe amar pacha te aste.