Suddenly you hear a knock at the door. You hesitate for a moment, confused. “He must have locked it behind him by accident,” you think to yourself... out loud. You hop up off the couch, walking over to the door excitedly, hoping to find your boyfriend with an armful of snacks and junk food. As you swing the door open, your face flushes red as you realize the man standing at the door is not John, and you’re standing there in your panties. It’s Dan, and he looks as overheated as you, and in. I sighed deeply, said, “Are you fucking kidding me?” to nobody in particular and walked into the house.I heard the phone ringing in my office and went to answer it.“Steve! It’s Charlie! We’re being sued!” she cried.“I know. I just was served with the papers. I’m going to call my friend Melanie and find out what I should do. She’s a law student, but worst case she can ask a professor. I guess we’ll need a lawyer. Maybe we can share one.”“I need to tell my parents! They are going to freak out!”. She smiled too.But we both remained at our seats. Next day too I went for lunch late but this time purposefully. She didn’t come that day and her friend was there. So you thought she might be on leave.I had almost finished my food and as soon as the cafeteria was almost empty and her friends had left, she arrived with her lunch and was looking for a place to sit. I was still on my chair just finishing my last chapati. I knew I can’t afford to waste this opportunity so I waived her ! She smiled. “Okay Tammy, that’s enough, actually more information than I needed,” I said as gruffly as ever I had about discussing the subject of my girl’s periods, “I’ll let you know if we’re coming down or not tonight.”Tammy chuckled as if she had brought me grief, a thing she loved to do from time to time and replied, “All-righty then, have fun doing chores, since I know you’ll take advantage of having a slave for the day,” and chuckled heartily before continuing, “we’re gonna get a little more rest and.