And handed me the other glass of OJ. Which I took. I downed it hungrily, as he finished his breakfast.I pulled my keys, wallet and phone out of my pan...s and went to put them in my backpack. Michael stopped me."Not so fast, girly."He reached under his desk and pulled out a shiny pink backpack, and a very elegant black Prada purse and handed them to me."These used to be Britney's, but they are yours now. I think you know what to do with them."I hung my head. I transferred my books and stuff into. I have to say I admire those dancers you see on TV. I often envied their grace and athleticism. I sometimes imagined myself at some event, tossing my date in the air in the middle of the dance floor while everyone present looked on in wonder. Hopefully, I would be able to catch her on the way down. Those occasional thoughts of wowing the audience on the dance floor at some relatives wedding were never enough to get me to take dance lessons. My watching competitive ballroom dancing on the. It looked like he'd set thisup perfectly and I realised he would just love to take the two of us ontogether. I wasn't complaining either though -- after all I was paying halfthe price for double the fun! Or at least that was what I thought.Suddenly, I saw four more guys coming out of the changing rooms. Each onewas also just dressed in boxer-trunks and every single guy was tanned,pumped and ridiculously hot. Kenzie introduced them as his "muscle mates"and told us they were going to put on a. She unbuttoned her shirt, and pulled down her jeans fast, hoping to be given the abaya immediately. But that is where things went out of control.Safiya only had a strapless light pink bra, and black colored thong covering her modesty.The men in power were first shocked, then stunned and completely aroused to see an Indian celebrity, standing in front of them totally powerless. She was in the sluttiest form they had ever seen an Indian woman.They tricked Suhail into leaving the room, by asking.