And kavitha the heroine used to do all the household work. They lived in a penthouse in our house. Raju is a drunkard but he is a good worker that’s...the reason we are still sparing him. Now I got a new reason to spare him though. I never had any bad intentions for her initially as my sex life was very good.One day during my holidays I went upstairs on to the terrace where the penthouse was to get some fresh air. I heard noises from the penthouse of Raju screaming some abusive words. I peeped. Her social life had been shot to hell, but the job was worth it. Anyway, in another few months it would be some other new guy, or girl's problem. She'd be shifted to evenings then, and have company on her shift. And in another six months she'd be on days. She could forego a social life for that long.She'd talked to Jenny Murphy, who'd been hired just two years ago. Already she was out of the computer room and had her own office as a programmer. There were places where she could have started. I've never heard of baking for Halloween, at least not where I come from. Sandra and Bobby say there will be a lot more cooking going on today."Dave leaned back and crossed his legs, his face breaking into a grin. "There's something you gotta remember. These women have been enhanced, just as you have been. In case you haven't noticed," he joked, "they're full of energy. Buying candy or cakes, or whatever they were baking yesterday, would have been too simple. And ... they love to cook. Oh, they. Dickens returned with the supplies, saying that she knew now that fifty dollars was not going to be enough for the supplies we would need. It was as near to an apology from her as I expected. Ms. Kindle took me aside. ‘Brian, will you ask Ms. Dickens to deliver the clothes to Goodwill?’ It occurred to me that Ms. Kindle was chummy with me when others were around, but talked very little when we were alone. I was glad that I hadn’t commented on her telephone conversation with her family. ‘Ms..