‘HI JARED!’ Screeched a high pitch voice that could only belong to one person. ‘Hi Chloe, when did you get up? ‘ He asked as he turned to look... at her. ‘Chloe was up with the sun this morning.’ Said a tired sounding voice. Jared looked over at Olivia, she looked like hell warmed over. He felt a little guilty since he had not called her. ‘Did you get any sleep?’ Olivia smiled slightly at him, ‘A bit. You?’ ‘They don’t let you sleep when they interrogate you.’ He said cracking a grin. ‘Why did. Snapping back to reality, thinking, if I don’t get this report done and get through the meeting, I won’t be going anywhere. Thursday July 27 Sitting at my desk, my thoughts keep drifting off to the upcoming weekend with Pam. Thinking about what I need to pack and take with me but work keeps Interrupting my thoughts as I answer phone calls and questions. Watching the clock, time seems to pass so slowly when waiting for something.Finally five o’clock and I pack up my desk and bolt out the door.. He made his way to his room and got dressed. Rather than wearing something casual, like most men did at the club, he preferred to dress nicely. A good-looking, grey, casual suit was his choice for tonight, and he made it look damn good. About thirty minutes later, Mark was just pulling into the parking lot of the Chat Noir. He assumed Tiffany was already inside as he didn’t see her in line. Another ten minutes later, he got past the crowd and went inside. He surveyed his surroundings, watching. Rohit:Buttocks ka matlab tumhari GAND pe ?Rehana:Jaise tumhen pata nahi buttocks ka kya matlab hota hai ?Rohit:Kya tumhen pata hai GAND ka kya matlab hota hai ?Rehana:Han sab pata buttocks ko hi GAND kehte hain..you naughty boy..Rohit:Matlab katl karne ki puri taiyari karke aayi ho?Rehana:Nahi meri jaan apna katl karwane ki taiyari karke aayi hun…Rohit:Kahin aisa na ho tum ghar jane layak hi na raho…Rehana:Phone pe to tumne kaha tha mere buttocks daba daba ke lal karDoge aur mere boobs ko masal.