’ ‘Come in and tell me what it is then.’ She said, opening her office door. Dave reluctantly followed her in. ‘Sit down.’ She indicated the ...hair. ‘I think I’d better stand.’ ‘What is it then?’ Victoria said, sitting at her desk and turning on her computer. ‘Errrr, can I ask you not to open your e-mails Miss Henderson?’ Dave stuttered. ‘Why ever not?’ ‘Because.’ He took a deep breath. ‘Because it’s been me sending you those e-mails. And the one that I sent Saturday when I’d had too much to. Almost. But that question made my head spin and, for a moment, I wasn’t able to form any coherent thought. I might as well have admitted everything, since I was sure that Mrs. Hansen was able to read it from my face. You didn’t need magic, if you were good. Mrs. Hansen was good. Then Alva started giggling and Mrs. Hansen also smiled for the first time since I was there. A small smile which almost made one forget the scars. Almost.“Sorry to disappoint you, young man but that’s not going to. Ab mujhe uski gori jaanghen side se dikhne lagi ,maine kalpana bhi nahi kit hi ki Reshma ander se itni gori chiti aur sunder hogi ,uski jaanghen moti moti aur lambi thi, aisa laga jaisa woh apni jaanghon mein roz besan ka lep lagati hai. Ab woh poori jaanghon par sabun ragadne lagi aur dher saara jhaag bana liya. Uski jhaangon par jhaag ko dekhkar mere lund se bhi jhaag jaisa kucch tapakne laga toh jaise pisab chutne wala ho raha tha ,apni jaanghon par sabun ragadne ke baad woh apne haath ko. "But I don't think we ought to just, y'know, encourage that sort of thing, all the time. I mean, not just for -- for pleasure's sake. I'd like to... be with Emily. Emily and me, we've become friends. That's all. So far. But I'd mostly like to just be with Emily, if she wanted to be with me, too."By this time, we were all looking at Emily Kazner, of course, and Emily was blushing furiously. She didn't say anything, but I was pretty sure she liked Roald just fine. And I was just as glad to leave.