They didn't seem to be in any hurry, just standing around chatting and sipping their drinks, when I realised that they had been waiting for the two as...istants to finish setting up. She downed her second glass and then disappeared out of my sight below me, I guessed rightly to get herself ready. She remerged a few minutes later dressed in a stunning long gown, low at the front and as she walked I could see her slim legs through the slits in the side. I didn't like the way the photographer. She had to ignore the tingling in her body whenever T’ s brown eyes locked on to hers. Their boss had made it very clear to everyone in the office: The government had a zero-tolerance policy when it came to sexual harassment. Merely paying someone a compliment was enough to get you a reprimand; asking them out on a date could mean the end of your career. And yet, there was Sasha, almost certain that whatever she felt for T, T felt for her, too. She imagined romantic evenings with the two of. We had planned everything in such a way that he would not know that I was in the house and still I would be able to see everything they did. I made Raksha wear a real short and real thin night gown. The door bell rang and I hid myself inside the bed room and started watching everything from the door crack.It was Amar. As soon as he stepped in, Raksha leapt on him, hugged him and started crying. He at first was hesitant but then he hugged her too and started rubbing his hand on her back, during. Every so often I would hear the creaking and I would find myself sneaking to the door pressing my ear to the wood to listen to the goings on taking place in the bedroom. I would then make my way to the bathroom after she had came to relive my own tensions until the fateful night when I couldn't help myself and let out a groan of my own.I froze in place..."Hello? Is somebody there?" she called.I didn't reply,just slunk back to my own room as quietly as I could.Next day at breakfast she asked had.