When I entered the class, I was shocked, 9 guys and 1 girl! “Too many guys”, I thought. Being from a conservative family, I was not used to talkin... to guys. Let alone talk to or teach so many.But I thought at least there was 1 girl and that made it feel less awkward. Also since it was a German language class in India, I thought that only good people would have enrolled and thus I did not think it would be much of a problem. Little did I know a month later I would be a slut to these very 9. This time conversation didn’t last all along the journey as I expected. She fell asleep early and had her head rested on my shoulder. I too didn’t mind as soon as we reached our flat, there was invitation by one of my cousin’s friends to attend a party as my cousin was not here his friend insisted on both of us to attend it.The day before party bhabhi came to me and asked me if I can help her in selecting the sari for tomorrow. I said that am not so good at it but she insisted. We opened bag. She's getting three portraits for less than the cost of two. Her horse, Julie and her horse, Julie's yearbook shot." That's almost like cheating. You can take the yearbook shot along with the others." All I did was promise her pictures of each subject that she'll like. I know I can get that shot along with the others and I might only take five or ten minutes. But I know damn well she'll be thrilled with it. What my clients are getting is the result. I bust my ass getting it and if they don't. As she passed her defeated opponent, Allison whispered, "Later, bitch!"Jeanette's serene features blanched for a moment as she recalled the bet she had allowed herself to be goaded into making.Later that evening, Jeanette stood nervously outside the victor's Hotel room and knocked timidly. Then, throwing her shoulders back, she knocked more firmly. Timid women don't get to the finals. She had made the bet, and she would see it through.The door opened and Allison visually devoured her victim for.
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