Mai: Wo wo madam mai to sirfWo: Abe, Chutiye jyada natak kiya na to teri me ma chudva dungi chal sach bata kya dekh te the tum…?Mai: Wo madam ap roz...naukri se ati hai or flat ka darwaza kholti hai.Wo: Hmmmmm fir?Mai: Bad me ap apna purse bed pe rakhti hai.Wo: Hmm fir? wo munh pe hath rakh k sun rahi thi.Mai: Fir ap Sandles nikal k side me rakhti hai.Wo: Sala, itna dhyan se to maine bhi kabhi notice nahi kiya chal fir? Fir wo dhyan se sunne lagi kyunki ab uske kapdo k bare me ane wala tha.Mai:. Maybe this Saturday?" If nothing comes up. Sometimes I do that on short notice, though." I'd like it. Not like my dance card's full..." What do you know about dance cards? That's an archaic..." You're not the only one who reads, Lane." Sorry. I temporarily mistook you for a teenaged girl." I can be that, too. Not that anyone cares."How do you respond to that one? I tried "I'm sure somebody cares. You have friends at school, I'm sure." A few. Not close. I'm the weird kid. Past just being a nerd. I went back to the scarf drawer and returned with another very heavy silk square scarf, which I now used to hood poor Jennifer. I draped the large blue silk over her head and used the four ends to pull the mass of silk around her neck, tying several knots to hold the silk hood in place. Finally I helped Jennifer onto her stomach on the bed and used another long thin silk scarf to attached Jennifer’s bound ankles and wrists into a tight hog-tie.?Are you okay Jennifer,? I asked before leaving her. I’m in the office, just finished having Bill proof my documents before I send them out to a client. If they buy it, we get a twelve-million-dollar project, and a percentage of the profits ends up in my bank account.Email. Attach the file. Click ‘send’. Done. I lean back in my chair, lace my fingers behind my head, close my eyes.“Dave?” a soft female voice lilts. Camila. “Are you okay?”“Very okay, my Mila,” I said. “I just finished a big bit of work.”“You are happy, then?”“I am.”“I am going to.