I think that's sad. I really do."***She woke up scowling, the early morning light penetrating through herblinds. The dream had been a strange one, a...nd what was stranger was howshe could recall every detail so clearly. That usually didn't happen.Most times, she woke up and the dream would be fading, and she'd onlyrecall that she'd been happy there. This one was different. She hadn'tbeen happy. It had been a disaster, but it stayed with her.She got up and went into the bathroom, staring at. ” She pulled down the sheet to expose Zoya’s back, leaving it at about mid-waist level. The base of her well endowed breasts were visible with the nipples hidden in the bed. “Zoya, you’ll tell me if you don’t want me to expose you too much, won’t you?”“Yes, I will Seema, don’t worry about me. Its okay with us; this whole thing.” She looked at Rehaan and smiled as they both remembered the mall incident.Seema began to rub warm oil on Zoya’s back and was kneading the muscles and Rehaan looked. . their father ... he chose to move in with a ... with my ... you wouldn’t understand ... you see ... my ex-husband sold our house, kicked us out and took up with a neighbor’s husband. He left us to move in with a man.“My folks let us use the house in Florida and now that the hurricane is hitting I’m not sure where we’re going. There are no hotel rooms to be found, but if there were I couldn’t afford anything within two-hundred miles. I couldn’t pay three-hundred dollars for one night.“I’m so. Oh, fuck, read chapter 1. Meeting two. All of us dressed in respectable school-day skirts and blouses—there’s a dress code at Iron Mountain Regional—except a guy who sat silently beside Lana. Kevin Rondo is tall, built, blond, and supercilious beyond enduring… Just what we needed, I figured. But Lana had worked him over, apparently, so he just sat staring at his lap. ‘Right,’ said Lana. ‘Thanks for coming, girls. I have a lot to report. I’ve had 25 enthusiastic responses to my email to.