With time we became quite free and she used to make tea when I returned from office and then we started having tea together on my insistence. I got to...know that she is from a decent family but her husband has lost his job due to factory shutdown during the recession of 2008. So she had decided to earn to support the family. I was touched by her plight and told her that she can always tell me if she needed any help. Days turned into weeks into months, and Jayanti was like an integral part of my. She was wearing something she bought specially for this party from a designer boutique in Bandra - a yellow dress which went well with her milky white complexion. It stopped about two inches above her knees. It was loose and pleated from the waist down, so when she twirled, it kinda rose up, giving a glimpse of her underwear. And for underwear, she was wearing a tiny thong, which I really loved. Above the waist, the dress was figure-hugging tight, so it showed that Swati had a flat stomach. And. All of this is just background in my head. Dad's call is what I really worry about. Why doesn't he call? Of course, now is the wrong time for him since he knows I'm in school. But I keep the phone turned on even in school. No one but Eddie knows I have it so no one can tell me to turn it off. He'll probably call tonight on the way home. I think that's when he'll call. It's been long enough and he knows I'm waiting so I think he'll call tonight. That's what I would do if it was me. I'd call. Integer eu nulla auctor, euismod augue in, rhoncus lacus. Donec eleifend a elit id imperdiet. Aliquam erat volutpat. Ut laoreet sit amet lorem et pharetra. Sed et mollis augue, dignissim tincidunt turpis. Maecenas eget sagittis neque.Sed vel gravida mi. Vivamus eu enim nulla. Fusce malesuada diam nec leo mollis, nec vehicula quam cursus. Ut leo diam, fermentum eu tellus ut, ultrices facilisis lacus. In fringilla tellus lobortis dolor blandit fringilla. Cras vitae purus mi. Mauris cursus orci.