Brian looked at me a little sideways.“Jerome was just a fountain of information tonight.” I assured him.“Wha-da ya mean?”“Well, he told me a...ll about the things that you and your friends talk about; all the things you say about me.”Brian’s attitude changed; he actually looked a little worried. He shouldn’t have been. After all, he certainly had the upper hand here.“He told me that you wanted to watch while he and I had sex...”Brian didn’t say anything. He sat there looking at me.“ ... Said that. Wo baatcheet mei kafi open thi,maine usse kaha kafi thand h aur tum bahut garm lag rahi ho,to wo boli paas aa jao thodi garmi de deti hu aur naughty smile di.Humne shadi mei kafi enjoy kiya aur fir bari aayi vapis jaane ki,hum dono fir sath hi the par fog ki vajah se car chalane mei kafi dikkat aa rahi thi upar se hum dono car mei akele hi the,mera man kar raha tha beech road pe hi car lagake use chod du,par himmat nahi hui,bas thodi romantic baat karte rahe,baato me pata chala wo apne pati se. But why don’t you take a picture of her. As a momento for you to ‘remember her by’.” Mr. Wilson sneered. The man stumbled for his cell phone. “Katee, smile for the camera.” He sneered I couldn’t believe this. What was to stop this man from sending this to all his creepy cab driver friends, or worst, to post it online! I knew I was powerless to resist. I looked at the camera, and forced a sad smile as I heard the clicks of his phone camera going off, photographing my nude tits feverishly.. At only twenty-four, her career has been remarkable: ward manager at twenty-two; soon to be a nurse practitioner at twenty-four. And despite her youth, she has been a mother hen to her staff. Tonight there is a sparkle in Bev's eyes, her laughter natural and warm as she exchanges jokes and banter with her colleagues. Sara watches her as she chats with those sat close as if holding court, jealous not to be one of the chosen few, seething to see that bitch Vicky Meadows smiling as Bev shows her.