"Can I ask you something? That's a lovely dress, by the way."Mrs. Jenkins could see a suckup a mile away."Um, do you know any Jewish, ma'am?" I asked,... ignoring her glare.Mrs. Jenkins looked at me coldly."Jewish is a religion, Mr. Sterling," she reminded me."Yes, ma'am, a religion," I agreed. "But isn't there some sort of, uh, language?"There had to be some sort of language, what with the shiksas and the mitzvahs and everything. I mean, it couldn't possibly be some sort of private Szerchenko. . I say three grand."Jordon was shocked. She didn't have that kind of money. She certainly couldn't tell her parents and she had to get it fixed before Mr. Tresman got back."I don't have that much. Are you sure, it's just plastic right? Can't you help me out, were friends." Jordan pleaded.All three boys thought the same, 'friends', sure now ... when she needed something. Jordan, Miss perfect, Miss Snooty bitch, Miss Look down at us, now we are friends because she wants out help."Yeah plastic,. DAN: Fell asleep. U have fun flashing the bar?After another minute, Dan realized that, despite the time zone difference, it must be late there too. Jenn was probably back in her room by now, probably even asleep herself. There were lots of good, simple reasons why she didn't reply right away. She might not even see his messages until morning.He managed to force himself to wait almost a full four minutes before firing off another text.DAN: U still up?More minutes passed and suddenly his phone. “You look so bright and radiant, Soni. I can’t wait for anymore.”He picked me up in his lap and carried me to the bedroom. We started to grab each other passionately. Joy must be enjoying the show. I thought about giving him a better show. I turned my hubby down and climbed over him.“Let me give you a special treat, darling. You just lie down and enjoy.”I pulled down his shorts, and his eager tool sprang up. Suvendu was as long as Joy – like father like son. Joy was slightly thicker in girth,.