Suddenly he smiled at her. “You know Caz, this food is excellent. And since I’m so good at polishing things, perhaps we should open an restaurant....��“Ok that does it. You are nuts.” she said with a grin. He looked at her. “Yeah, perhaps but I’m probably not the only one here. Who was it that was taking a shower in the middle of the road?”“You are a monster.” she said and threw a napkin at him. He ducked and said with a smile: “So what. I think the objective here is that you feel better than you. ”“It’s clean, there aren’t any bugs, and it’s what you can afford?”“What do you mean, what I can afford? What kind of job do I have?”Deputy Flanigan glanced down at his watch. “You have an appointment to meet your new employer tomorrow morning. Keep in mind that you’ll need to actually do the job. This isn’t a free ride.”His dream of the perfect job faded away. In its place grew an overwhelming sense of despair. “What’s the job?”“Dishwasher at the Italian restaurant on the square. It’ll pay. Tho mai bola kya karun falak mujh se ab aur raha nai ja raha hai tumhe chode bagair.wo ye bath ko sunkar mujhse lipatgai aur kaha ne lagi ke mujhe bhi apke bagair nai raha jarahahai bhaijan.aur abh meri pyaas bhujaye bahijan karke mujhe kiss karne lagi tho mai ne uski night gon ko utar diya aur uske kasi kasi choochion ko mere muhme leke choosne laga hum dono hot hogaye they.maine uske badanse uski panty utar di aur mere sare kapdhe bhi utar diya.aur use nagi banake mera mota aur lumba khambe. It came down to this: how could I get back my self respect? If I did not keep my promise I would have cheated and been dishonest, but how could showing my pussy to teenagers be a way of regaining pride? And if I did, wouldn’t it show that they were in control, not me. I couldn't talk about this to Heather, of course, but I did remember what she said about her being the one decided what the boat crew saw and that gave her the upper hand. I decided that is what I had to do. I had said they could.