I called her and spoke to her for a while. I told her how much money I get per month from my parents and that I opened a separate bank account for her... and she could share the money with me. She was a bit shocked. But it was impossible for me to tell over the phone what her exact reaction was. She asked me to repeat it to her. How big are the tea gardens? What was the name of the company? How come you do not wear nicer or cleaner clothes? And how much did you say you get per month? And then she. He had not presented me with his presence as promised and even after we had come so far. We were so close to the happy ending but everything between us came to a grinding halt because he did not want me and the panic of this truth is what jolted me back to reality. I could not breathe when I awoke. I felt the dreadful pain in my chest and arms, piercing straight into my heart just as it did before. My tears could not be stopped from rolling down my cheeks as the realization hit me once again. I even told him that I'd help him with the financing of deals for simple interest, but he'd have none of it."Jackie, you're lucky. Whatever you touch seems to turn out good. If you come in on a deal with me, I'm always sure it will turn out to be profitable. Besides, it's a balancing thing for me. I know that you're going to examine everything carefully, so I make sure that I have done all my homework and that the deal is as good and as tight as I can make it. If I just had to run it past. Her broad, firm rear end barely rippled from the force of the blow. He stared at Dr. Imelda’s luscious backend cargo, just a few feet in front of him, and wracked his brain. ‘You know these fucking word games are pretty fucking stupid!’ he finally replied in frustration. ‘Are they?’ she said as she stood up and walked back to the desk. She opened her computer and soon the music of a hip hop dance song filled the room. She started shaking her hips to the pulsating bass as she made her way back.