Abigail nodded and walked over to the terminal in the corner of the room and loaded up "WinWord." She had used it a few times at school, but the last ...ortnight had seen her improve her typing skills considerably as she typed several letters for her bosses.Margaret glanced over as the girl loaded the computer and took a sip of her drink, reaching into a drawer and passing a small envelope to her. "Wages," she told her with a smile. "Pay you every fortnight, love. You've earned it."Abigail. Office se aake khake so jate the … raat ko v kuch nae karte the… kabhi kabhi me forcibly karna chah to gali dete the saali randhi chinal tujh esirf lund hi chahiye na to jaa na kisi aur se gand marwa apna.Pehle me v jyada seriously nae leta tha lekin baad me daily daily yehi chalne laga… romance hi chal agaya aur jis din man kiya gand maarlenge… mujhe yeeh sab achha nae lagne laga… aur jab v me kuch karna chahta tha to bolte the chinaal saali jaa na kisi aur lund k sath khel mera lund ko buksh. I could hardly sleep the nightof my birthday, I was so ready to be freed.In the morning I felt unusual. Groggy, in fact. Was I sick? I panicked amoment. Cleaning the house is so much more difficult when sick. But no,that's not right. I groaned and rolled to the side. A strange man shone apenlight in my eyes and nodded, then walked away. I wanted to shriek atthe strange sight but just felt tired. I didn't feel like I had mypyjamas on. Were my clothes paper? I nodded off again.Derek woke me up. ”She was laughing now and so was Gina. Beck had heard this story when I’d gotten back, so she was amused, but Jessie and Gina thought me being stuck in a small tent with farts and over-ripe feet was hilarious. “The whole week sucked like that. Stewart has a knack for making everything worse, by pissing you off when you’re already in a bad mood.”Beck looked at me oddly. “If you hate camping so much, why do you have like four different camping and survival guides?”“After that, wouldn’t you rather.