Plus, their attention was also very gentle and affectionate. He loved the affection those two dealt to him during the night.They both wanted to be nea...r and in touch with him both in the physical sense and the sexual sense. Closeness that Steve relished. So as Steve lay there slowly rewinding through the nightly adventures with his two bed mates, he was smiling to himself.Stealing a look over at the cherubic face on his right, inches from his face was a dreary eyed Judy smiling at him. Her knee. Papa will write a note to your teacher Miss Zareena tomorrow and ask her not to eat your lunch. Now, go back to bed,” said Shabana.The next day Shabana left for Chennai. I had sent a note to Kumar’s teacher asking her not to eat his lunch. When I got home from work later that evening, I asked him if he had his lunch. “No, the same thing happened again. Miss Zareena ate my lunch today too,” he said with a sad face. I was angry that this was happening in spite of my note that day. I decided to. As always, purposeful criticism will be welcomed. ===================================== A CRUDE BUSINESS – A POWER BROKER Story PROLOGUE: AUTUMN 1987 – ENGLAND Smoke drifted lazily into the air from the end of Gerald Knebworthy’s huge Cigar. Before him, a select group of his brightest students, all mellowed by several glasses of good brandy, eager to share with him the conclusions of their private project. It had started as a post-grad joke, three years ago- ‘Write a business plan to create an. Worse, she had to admit to herself that she too would be outraged if someone allowed her daughters to see that kind of filth. She could understand everyone who would sue; she would too, for sure. They would want her arrested and then there would be all those horrible lawsuits. It would be a circus.“Have another one.” Ms. Brendan poured Donna another champagne. “I see that you understand the trouble you’ve got yourself in.”Donna grabbed the new glass and gulped it down. Oh yes, she did. She most.