The next afternoon I could see the warehouse manager glaring at me and gesturing for me to see him now in no uncertain manner,I walked over to his of...ice and he said shut the fucking door and the proceeded to rip me a new arse hole. It appeared that the rush job I had been left to do on my own I had totally fucked up and sent the wrong model of sandals to the client.I told him that I had been left to do it on my own and didn't know the difference yet and the stock shelves hadn't been marked. "Yes!" said a rather terse and abrupt sounding Professor. It sounded like he had been interrupted doing something rather important, and strenuous, judging by his heavy breathing. I identified myself and started to apologise. The Prof's manner went from annoyance to euphoria."Des, my pugnacious pal! How nice to hear your Estuarine English voice."I started to apologise for thumping Pride. The Prof wouldn't have any of it."Nonsense" he boomed, "the blackguard deserved it; had I been 10 years. She spoke with her and gave it to me and after I spoke, I gave it to my pinni. She spoke with her and kept aside without ending the call. We thought the call is ended and continued our chatting. My mom listened to all the words. But we didn’t know that.We all slept naked in the hall itself. Next day morning my mom called my pinni and said: “I am coming to your home”. Shweta aunty left early in the morning. In the evening my mom came to my aunt’s house. Mom and my pinni went into the bedroom. His eyes watched her pedicured feet walk across the bedroom carpet, high arched with pretty pink painted toes that splayed with each step. They were the most perfect feet he had ever seen. "Take off the rest of your clothes and I'll put them in the dryer. Okay sweety?" Mrs Watson's voice sounded sultry and thick. She stood there with his wet shorts in one hand and her other on her hip she had a mischievous smile. It was incredibly disarming and Kevin smiled back. He pulled off the rest.