“My dad would give us the belt when I was growing up,” I said. “It hurt like a bitch. We never got more than five strokes, and yet we still coul...dn’t sit for a few days. I suspect that your pain will last a lot longer. You should have asked for less. Let that be a lesson; always negotiate. Now, drop the skirt.”Her fingers trembled as they worked the button and small zipper, then shimmied out of it and laid it over the jacket. I was expecting her to have on pantyhose that she would need to pull. Just as he was screwing the lid back on the flask, Helena’s voice from the doorway asked, “You always drink this early in the morning?” Caught, Bob made a lame excuse about late nights and the tension of the job. Helena came around the desk and took the flask from his hand, unscrewed the top, and slowly took a long pull of the booze. Standing silhouetted against the window, Bob could see her figure through the thin material of the dress, and decided that the only reason a man would fuck around. At that time I was not having and bad intention on her. It was single bed room flat. Saroj come with cold drink and sat on bed next to me. I asked her what she wants to discuss with me. She replied in strange way saying that there is nothing to discuss but she want me to visit her. While saying this she shows some different attitude. She told me that let she take her bath meanwhile I can watch TV. She went to bathroom which was attached to the room. I switched on the TV and saw the room around. Dana was also doing work for Tom and he was really happy to have her help as well. She was super-efficient and very driven. Things we thought would take days to accomplish, she had done in a few hours. She had really helped Tom with the critical path system update that she recommended. She had implemented it on our jobs. I'll be the first to admit I didn't really understand how it worked, but it worked! It became our operating bible. Tom already had a system, but when Dana showed him ours, he.