Interviewer1 – “sonali,the name looks sexy.You too look sexy”. Sonali- smiles with a reply to him “Thankyou sir”Interviewer1-“Are you awar... that our company needs hot and confident girls for this job because it involves lot of interactions with male clients”Sonali-“yes sir,i came to know through my friends”Interviewer2-“So you are prepared for everything?”asks naughtilySonali-“Ofcourse yes sir”They get encouraged by this response.They look at her body slowly.Interviewer1-“Ok tell me about. It was just after two and thought I might as well get a drink, something to eat and kill a couple of hours rather than heading back to the office. As I walked down Marchmont Street, I came to a nice looking pub called the Marquis Cornwallis. Huge numbers of young people mingled outside, drink in hand, carefree. It looked inviting so I stepped inside. In contrast to the outside there were only about ten people in the pub. Clearly the sunshine outside being preferable but I needed to work and. Gave her a hard time about her shoes and her outfit. She did look gorgeous, but I felt like teasing her. Her shoes were nothing more than gussied up shower shoes, like the rubber thong shoes we had when we were kids. And I told her so, indignant, she told me the price she paid for them. After the spit take, I said something clever, but for the life of me I can't recall what it was. Oh right, something about the less is more theory of thongs. She thought I was referring to the shoes. Oh well.I. He told me to tell you guys that he’d see you all in the morning. I’m sure he’d appreciate some peace and quiet for a little while. Here’s some money… why don’t you and Robbie and Wayne go out for a while and catch a movie or something.’ Eighteen-year old DiDi smirked as she took the cash and the car keys from her father. She knew why they were asking them to get out of the house for a little while… ‘Sure, Dad. We’ll make ourselves scarce for a while so you and Mom can have sex!’ Then she.