They look tasty. A pastry shell stuffed with goodies... sounds like my kind of food. I'm just trying to decide which kind of chutney I'd like to take ...long with it. What about you, honey?" Ah, I think I might have either the chicken tikka or brown basmati rice with curry beef. Ian has made me both, so I'd like to see whose is better." "Ian seems like a good guy. It seems he's everything this father could want for his beautiful daughter, aside from himself." He added the last part quietly and. ‘Michael, how wonderful it is to see you! It’s been ages since we’ve spoken. How have you been?’ ‘Hello, Ms. Collins, I’ve been better, but it costs more. It’s certainly a pleasure to see you again, as well. I hope we’re not intruding.’ ‘Certainly not, I was about to have some tea. Won’t you join me? Who is your handsome young friend?’ ‘Ms. Collins, this is Jonathan David Potter. John is new here and appears to be just a little bit lost. I found him wandering the hallways. I was hoping you. Hope apko pasand aayege. Garmiya start ho gaye the aur bahar ka temperature suruwat se he asman chu raha tha. To aksar me subah thora jaldi he naha leta tha. Mere ghar me ek maid aate hai jiska naam priya hai. Age to pata nai per kafi young hai wo. Dekhne me kafi sundar hai. Boobs gol gol but jada bare nai hue hai avi. Figure v acha hai priya ka. Wo mere ghar pe din me 2 baar aate hai. Ek baar subah aur ek baar dopahar me.Generally subah me jab wo aati hai to humog sab nasta karte rehte hai.. Something he couldn't quite define."Hey, you going to stand there all day and make me do the work, or are you going to help? This show was your idea, you know."Alan turned and quirked an eyebrow at Beth, a woman he'd hired some months ago to help out after he'd volunteered to donate flowers to a new hospital wing. While no supermodel, Beth was quite attractive, even with the addition of potting soil smeared here and there. Her long brown hair was tied back in a pony tail, and her thin tank-top.