Chetna was in her mid-30s with fair skin with average height. She had 36 size breasts and wear 38 size panty. She used to come to our house around 2 p... in afternoon. We used to peak her boobs when she cleaned the floor, and flirt with her on daily basis. She knew that we are interested in her, but she was not giving us much attention.One day when no one was present except me and her, I asked her to make tea for us, which she prepared and poured in 2 cups – 1 for me and the other for her. We sat. She was, well, she was clearly Emily, a brunette, a little shorter than his mother, a little heavier than she'd been in school and a few years older -- as were they all, of course. Dave remembered her from high school as bubbly and exuberant; there was still some of that left, but she was also clearly an organized person, a person who did things that needed to be done -- just like she'd been in school -- and she'd proved it with the way she'd grabbed the bull by the horns the day before. Mom drove me in and dad slipped me a miniature recording device which ourlawyer had already told the principal I would be wearing. I actually hadthree of them as I knew one would be found at some point in the day so Ihedged my bet. I'd wear one on me that was visible, I'd have one in mypocket with a small microphone in my shirt, and I had one hidden in mybackpack It felt like I was a spy but it was serious business.Right away I caught the bullying as I was stopped multiple times by boystelling. Even English Lit had rules, of a sort!He looked around at the twenty-or-so assembled applicants. All kinds of body types, genders evenly mixed: muscled jocks, overdeveloped cheerleaders, hippies, Goths, and "normal" folks. A few textbooks, several smart phones, some chatted with friends, and some preened as if attempting to intimidate the competition. Those people may have posed before and thought they 'knew the ropes'. Some were simply vain. Others avoided eye contact. Perhaps shy, perhaps too.