"I trust I am leaving my wife in good hands?" he asked."The very best hands," my wife answered while giving me what she hoped was an encouraging look....She turned back to Chet. "And am I in good hands?" she asked."Without a doubt," Dawn answered. Without a second thought, my wife slipped her arm around Chet and the two of them hurried off.Dawn gave me a quick hug and a pleased look. I was ready to drag her off to play again, but she pulled me into a chair at the table. I had all but forgotten. She would also start wearing a bit of makeup as needed and a touch of the finest perfumes.Again the next morning the transformation was more than I expected although I should have been used to it by now. She was dressed in skimpy shorts and a tight t-shirt that showed a lot of cleavage. I found myself getting aroused just watching her move around the kitchen making breakfast. For the first time I started thinking of doing more than just helping my mother get back on her feet.By this time few. )Anyways but she has to attend the call in a proper manner otherwise she might be fired. On the call only she asked me.Ragini: Chhavi why u r always rude.Me: Ragini, this is always a professional call. So u must not sing like this on the call. Then call closed again. Next I was on the mobile counter in the showroom and was showing the Nokia Hands free to a customer, then again I dialed the Hotline No. and the call landed to her. I given a customer’s mobile no. to her to solve the issue, but she. There was only one bedroom and only one bed.“They’re used to be three in here when the lighthouse was operating,” she said, “But they moved out a lot of the stuff when it closed, much of what you see here now is mine. I come out a couple of times a year to do my research and to write and so I do need a few creature comforts.”As she started to make up the bed she turned to him as he stood by the door, “You can put your sleeping bag over there on the sheepskin rug, or you can sleep in the bed.