He answered, “That’s nice of Sharon. I better go to the store and pick up some drinks.”“Abe said that you shouldn’t bother bringing anything...over. She’s happy about her new car and wants to thank you for teaching Martin how to fix up old cars,” replied Bill. He grinned as he added, “Abe mentioned that Henry would be there, too.”The comment made Jerry grin, as he was well aware that Sharon was actively trying to entice Henry into something a little more permanent than the big black man was. “I already explained to the board that Minu was caught stealing, and this was a fabrication she made up. That is all there is to it.” She says firmly.My mind drifts for a second, as she leans forward to make her point and my eyes settle on her cleavage. Very well proportioned breasts. Pert looking under her kameez. The kind that stand up on their own. Coconuts in shape and size. I can almost see the nipples as she waves her hands to make another point. She is getting increasingly angry. “and. "How do we go about resolving your questions?"I was hoping..."We would like to interview and test your child..."Okay, the 'your child' part always warms the cockles of my heart. 'Cockles' is one of those terms that Terri extracted from some reading. She dumped it on me in discussing her literature lessons. Obviously there are going to be some interesting interactions here. Like when she finds out about ME – now nineteen, pregnant (but not obviously so. You have to LOOK hard to see a baby bump). ”“Then come back to my place. It’s cleaner and more private. I think I can promise you a more enjoyable time.”“You’re not trying to bribe me to give you good grades, are you, your Highness?”Sharifa laughed. “I don’t have to bribe anyone, Dan. I’ll get my Doctorate and there’s nothing you can do to help or hinder that.”“You’re pretty cocky.”“No, just confident.”Back in Sharifa’s rooms Dan was startled at the luxury and their size. He sat on the settee indicated and Sharifa ordered some drinks.