His voice, his touch… ‘Oh my god…’ I looked down at my crumpled dress. ‘We…I…we…did we—’ ‘—stop freaking out, fetus.’ David ...as quick to interrupt me. He came forward and pushed my forehead with two fingers. Still weak on my feet, the slight pressure sent me falling back onto the couch again. David stood over me proudly. ‘If I had hit that, you’d be out on your ass by now,’ he paused to chuckle. ‘This isn’t daycare. Kids don’t stay for free.’ I tried my best to ignore the comment and the smug. ”The next three days were confusing. Two teenage girls make a lot of noise but suddenly go silent. The silences worried me the most. What were they up to? Why did some of their conversations need to be conducted in whispers and giggles?Jasmin was a shy girl. Every time she was in my presence, she seemed to hang back. She was polite enough, but subdued. Slightly taller than Sia, with masses of long black hair that fell in tight waves, she was physically slender but further along in pubescence. Ksum ke aane ke baad main uske paas jaane ka mauka dhoondta rahta, kabhi kabhi meri bechaini dekhkar Maa khud hi keh deti” Jaa, Jaa, tera dil to wahin laga hai kusum ke paas” Main sir neeche jhuka kar sharma kar Kusum ke paas aa jaata. Aate hi use nangi kar deta, phir usike sikhaye anusar uska sara badan choosta, uske pairon ki ungliyan, uski jhange, uske honth, aur lagatar uske boobs masalta rehta, jab uski choot se nikalne wale ras ki mehak meri naak mein pahunchti to, main apna khada lund. Remember that safety margin I told you about?" Yeah," Jake said. "We've been rehearsing our way around your charges the whole time." We'll make sure we're back at least six feet whenever one is supposed to go off," said Matt."You'd better make that safety margin your God, you ever-loving Jesus right down from the cross. Love my charges, love everything they'll do for you — hell, they're what's going to make your show — but never lose respect for them, and never — I mean never — let me hear you.