Now, are you ready for your twenty?"He looked back at her quickly, eyes wide with shock."Ma'am?"She raised her eyebrows innocently."Yes?" That wasn't ...t?" Swish-CRACK! "That... wasn't it... ma'am?"She could tell his mind was reeling, as expected, but she played incredulous. "Excuse me? Did you expect me to count them for you?"His grip tightened on the desk edge. She saw his knuckles whiten."I counted, ma'am. Twenty." A likely story. Now count aloud. I told you you'd be getting used to this."He. Once dressed and my long blonde hair combed out and tied back into a pony tail, I set off to the kitchen to get myself a little breakfast. My mom and step dad weren’t home so I knew I was safe to prance around in these clothes for the next 5 hours. Not that Jack, my step dad, would’ve minded at all. That guy was getting dangerously close to crossing the line with all his staring and not-so-subtle flirting. Of course, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy his advances. On the other hand I REALLY. I shook my head to myself and went back to work. Sometimes he was such a little bantam rooster. But to him it was all part of the role he’d chosen.I looked back up at Simon. One of the gold chains had a state-of-the-art jump-drive hanging from it. He saw me looking and automatically reached a hand to his neck.“What’s that?” I asked pointing. I studiously tried to focus my attention back on my computer screen. I glanced back up. He had a pursed-lip smile that I recognized as Simon when he. I used to go to an anti’s home living near our home named Shabana. She is very beautiful, still very much in age of 35 but not looked of 35, never. I was not looking at her in that way. Her husband was gone abroad after 2 year of marriage She was very friendly to me; we used to see TV, CD’s of Indian movies. I always remembered that day when we saw a movie in which a person delivered some good dialogs at the scene of first night with his wife. We always used to talk about the scenes of the.