“So am I!” she said as she opened the door and sat down in the passenger seat and turned to me. Our jaws dropped at the same time as we saw that w...e were both wearing a red rose. No one said anything for what seemed like and age but was really no more than a few seconds.“Is the person you’re meeting er….supposed to be wearing a red rose?!” I said sounding apprehensive.“Yeah, is yours”, she replied.“Yeah”, I said quietly looking out the front windscreen. We both went quiet again trying to digest. She again said no.I slapped her hard such that she fell down and I shouted on her to shut her mouth. She became quiet. I asked her to stand, she stood up.I said her to spread her legs and lift her hands and stand, like an exercise at school. I told her if she will move an inch she will lose her job. She feared a lot as she was hired in most houses in my neighbourhood. I removed her pallu and she was saying babu what are you doing.I said if you talk or move an inch I will go to the society. Anyhow, Ruchi joined the course at Delhi and started residing with me. At the age of 22 her body was fully blossomed with mounds of breast of the size of about 34-C and buttocks about 37 giving her true hour glass look. She used to wear Jean-Tops or Skirt-Top. I have seen her in Skirt-Top many times and I can say that she must be waxing her legs. Though she was very attractive (sexy) but I did not thought about her like this in the beginning. With the passage of time we became more confident. Saturday afternoon. Tonight is the office Christmas party. Another office function when I’m not supposed to be at work. When you work for Flexcorp, you eat, sleep and breathe Flexcorp. And lately, I’d been dreaming Flexcorp as well, unable to find peace even in sleep. I’ve been working too damned hard. I roll over and out of the bed, and head directly for the shower. Nothing better than a shower for a groggy mind. A hot cup of tea sat on my side of the sink basin. Jackie had left it.