. She was been so crazy to give her, her own cell number. What if Sunday, instead of her, she was going to find the police?? But no. The girl was too...much interested in gain money and be popular. Other wise what if her mom intercepted her calls or.. “Oh my god” she thoughts “ Am I going into become paranoic??”Sara was nervous. She was near to say every thing to her mom. She was sure she was going to put herself in a big trouble. What if she was a killer? Or she will kidnap her and sell her. I had to pull my hand back as she was a right hander and sitting to my left, her hand from shoulder to elbow used to touch my chest and all this continued till the end, then the time got over and I left for my house. I was very excited but also confused about the situationNext couple of days nothing happened but after that one day same thing was repeated by Bhumika the younger sister but things got hotter this time as she was sitting to my right and she was also a right hander both of them used. Yet when the peace came a butler was the only post I could secure.?No Madam.? I replied.?A boy then,? she taunted mischievously, ?I knew it, a sodomite!??No Madam.? I insisted.She liked humiliating me. I looked at her though carefully so not as to make eye contact. ?Oh you are!? she clapped her hands delightedly.I had had enough of her. I resolved to resign forthwith.?No Madam, after my home visit I go to the brothel in Horton which his lordship frequented,? I lied. ?Therein I engage his. “Be a busboy then.”“I don’t know Mr. Giovanni.” I said unsure, but fully aware that I did not want to work at his restaurants or bars. He catered to a different, less than wholesome, crowd of people. Mostly men like himself. Plus, I didn’t have the skills for it anyways. “I’m not cut out for restaurant work.”“What are you talking about? You wipe the table with a rag. Easy money.”“I don’t know. I’ll think about it.” Was always my final answer.“Eh right.” He waved it off. “What are you doing?”He.