She could trust him, she had to trust him. ‘She could for a while, before she gave birth,’ she answered. ‘Not anymore.’ ‘Not anymore!’ The...man was laughing. ‘Oh, my boss is a fool after all! A bigger fool than anyone else!’ He punched his phone again, and began to talk rapidly in Russian, too rapidly for her to pick out more than an occasional word. ‘Siny?’ he was saying. ‘The sons?’ And then ‘H’raak.’ It sounded even more menacing, more guttural when he pronounced it. ‘Well,’ he said, turning. Then she reached into her bag and removed the vial.Checking over her shoulder to make sure Roy was still enjoying the sun,she opened the vial.The words of Wilma going through her mind," only two drops, ok," despitea small longing to empty the whole vial into the beer Tina resisted.She placed two drops into the bottle.Waiting a moment for the liquid to fully mix with the beer she startedto fantasise about the real possibility of having children. Then sheswitched her thoughts to Roy "Ok, looks. She had brown hair, shoulder length and bright green eyes, as well as an athletic frame and a very nice ass. The pair walked towards Hannah's house as they intended to help each other study for an upcoming exam, engaging in meaningless conversation about college and boys and girls they liked respectively. When they got into Hannah's house, they flung their bags down and sat at the table, which she had set up specially for their afternoon of hard work. After an hour's worth of revision and. The next day, I skipped practice and waited for her. She needed help with carrying some papers and I helped her. Eventually, Shriya ma’am and I became close and we both enjoyed each other’s company.One day, we had practices in the evening and it was almost 7 pm and while I was walking in the corridor, I saw somebody in the class. When I peeped, I saw it was Shriya ma’am. She was grading the papers. She was happy to see me and she asked me to come in!Suddenly, it started raining. I sat on a desk.