Greg just told hershe was reminding him about the waxing."So, what are you going to do?" Parker asked. "Are you going to drop theclass?"Tisha quickly ...umped in, discouraging even thinking about that."No, don't quit. What's the big deal? A little waxing doesn't meananything. I mean... swimmers shave their legs don't they? The wholemetrosexual thing even has guys doing their brows. She didn't say they hadto be feminine, just waxed. Right? Besides, it's just hair! It'll growback. Trust me!," she. Go out and find yourself a nice lounge, have a few drinks and dance your heart out." Aston and I left the office and wandered around the club. "I don't want a lounge on the dance floor, he said. "The first and only time I was in one, there was a fist fight and one of the men ended up on my table. His drunk girlfriend panicked and puked all over the place. Let's see if there are any available further back." With all the loud noise of the crowd and the music, I had a hard time hearing Aston. He. She had long natural hair, soft kissable face, a slender neck that led the way to a chest with a pair of full breasts contained by a tank top and little vest. I admit, I stopped and took in that sight far longer than I should have before moving on. My eyes finally moved downward across what appeared to be a flat tummy and the top of her shorts. Everything beyond that was blocked by the bar but damn, I did like what I was seeing.“What can I get you?” she asked in a gruff tone. She had to know I. ”He waited for me to respond, but I didn’t. He then added, “Ek kaam karo, tumhari shirt upar lo, tumhare nabhi(navel) mein rakh kar check karte hai.” I then realized, he was on to me, but playing it smart. So I replied, “Nahi, chodo.” To check his response. He then replied, “Kyu?” I lowered my eyes.He added, “Ab bata bhi do, Neha.” I said, “Are chacha, woh maine niche kuch nahi pehna hai, jo bhi hai sirf ye shirt hai badan pe.” He replied cunningly, “Are to kya hua, tum waha hath rakh lena,.