Simran and I joined the company on the same day, and it was a special moment for us as we both were freshers. Simran is more intelligent than me and v...ry focused. In short, her performance is better than mine.I accept the fact that she is better than me at work. But it is not a roadblock for me to grow in my organization. I always think about the long-term. I got the training from Vedika Mehta (The first name changed). She is a Gujrati girl and married. Her training is not good because her. She was not ready to leave my lap. Nina called Vishal in the bedroom, there was a soft talk between them in the bedroom, both came out and Vishal said ” for the sake of Deepa please stay till she sleep, then you can go, he came forward to take her from my lap, Deepa held me tight and started crying. Nina also asked me to stay for the night. The house was compact, the sitting room and kitchen was separated by small half wall, next was a bathroom, then toilet. The bedroom was connected to. She had done what she needed to do for her program the next day. It was nine o’clock. She thought briefly about looking in on the bar and nightclub in the basement of the hotel and rejected the idea. If she went there alone some man would try to pick her up and she wasn’t in the mood. Em preferred to contrive situations in which a man she fancied thought he had picked her up. Sometimes, not very often, she did the same with women. Em defined herself as curiously bisexual rather than seriously. ”Wesley walked with Rebecca to her apartment. They kissed on her doorstep. He shifted nervously on one foot and then the other, hanging onto her so she wouldn’t go in yet.“Wesley, people are going to see us out here on the steps,” Rebecca chided softly.“I know.”“What is it?”“I’m...” Wesley faltered. It was harder to say than he expected. But the truth was there, nonetheless. “I’m afraid.”Wednesday, 1 June 1955, Indianapolis, IndianaWesley stared at the ceiling in the early morning light. He.