A quick check of her clothes—a dark red satin shirt, the top two buttons left undone to give a tantalizing hint of her generous cleavage, an almost ...nee length black skirt made out of some kind of light material that swished gently around her shapely hips and thighs when she walked, and to complete the ensemble, a pair of big, chunky goth boots coming almost to her knee and encasing her calves and feet. As an employee of a local radio station that played only rock music, she was allowed—even. It is a good attitude. Good students will revise the studies until the last minute to the exam. This is a good trait in you,” just casually said without smiling or flirting.Kishore: “Anni…”Me: “Yes Kishore?”Kishore: “Anni, that ‘pocket search’ scene, I feel that I need to rehearse more. If you don’t mind can we do it now one more time please?”Haha, I laughed inside and started talking to him in my mind voice, “Oh boy now only all your hormones are working overtime within you. Simply you want to. Mom came home from work and I surprised her with a pasta dinner. I opened bottle of white wine for her and poured her a glass. I told her to get changed to more comfortable clothes and I’d get the table ready. She returned to the table and I had a glass of red wine waiting for her. We had dinner and chatted about nothing, she had a 3rd glass of wine. When done, I offered to clean up and told her to go relax after her long week. I handed her another glass of white (her 4th) which I don’t. Celina’s mother was standing over the woman with a long, curved knife. When she saw her adopted daughter in the entry, she sighed with relief and gestured for her to stand near the bed. ‘Celina, the baby is breech and it’s determined to come today. I need to cut it out, before it rips its mother in half.’ Celina nodded and immediately stood at the head of the bed, holding the woman’s hands both comfortingly and firmly. She shopkeeper’s wife was wailing in pain and fear. Her eyes rolled back in.