. all you ever think about... " She stalked off, muttering to herself."What was that all about?" Cameron asked Sam."Beats me," Sam said. "See you at l...nch."As he walked off, Sam wondered if the strange influence he now seemed to have was affecting Gina. It had affected many other girls, like Katarina Miller. Maybe Gina had been thinking about him in that way, and Cameron's joke had hit a nerve. It might explain her reaction. Sam wondered about his own feelings towards Gina. She was his best. Would today be too soon? She didn't know if Jill was working tonight or not and whether it would matter. Bill hadn't given her any indication. Ever since she'd seen the wet spot on the end table, she was assuming it had all happened, that Bill really had been there.She made her decision, she would take care of Jill tomorrow, Roger would be today's project. Her research concentrated on his problem and the answers seemed to fall quickly in place. Now all she needed to do was convince him. She. I then remembered about Shweta’s perfectly tailored blouse. I wondered if I could tell this tailor to stitch some other blouses of mine also if I made friends with her. I was taken inside a well lit room. Shweta followed us. Since the tailor was also a lady, I swiftly removed by salwar top. The tailor looked at me in amazement, so did Shweta. I was suddenly conscious of myself. I did not look all that bad myself. I had taken care of myself well. I also had perfectly sized breasts and had a flat. The usual conversations were swirling around among the tables. Someone had asked Miss Halliday a question I didn't hear. She raised her voice just enough to carry in the room but not enough to make it seem she was trying to make everyone hear. "Marc and I discussed that today. I think it is all of our best interests to ignore gossip for what it is. No one wants to poison the atmosphere of the Academy. Our mission is too important. That is where we should concentrate our energies, not on stupid.