Proper. She wore a pink, cashmere sweater, long sleeves and high necks, and a skirt that fell past her knees, pink leggings peeking out.“Well, hi,�...� she said by routine, her eyes almost losing over as they glanced at the figure.In her mind, the figure was nothing more than a janitor. A custodian that had every right to be in the classroom. She stepped aside, the figure sweeping out, soon to have vanished entirely from the mortal world.Not that Zelda knew. Or cared.She was eager to learn from her. I slipped into a white nylon, lace-hemmed half slip, then a little black wool pencil skirt. After that, Iput on my white blouse and stepped into a pair of 2 1/2" heel plainblack pumps. I chose a thin gold necklace that Marco had given me and asmall gold bracelet, then finished with a quick spritz of hairspray."Professional" Joanne was looking back at me from the mirror, ready togo to work. It had taken only forty five minutes from start to finish. Not bad!Waitressing is HARD. As I walked. Like him, I have dark hair and am very tan. Unlike his brown eyes, mine cannot decide if they’d like to be green or brown. We’re both fairly skinny, though he has more muscle. I stood there wrapped in my brother’s loving arms for a long time. After a couple more kisses, he whispers into my ear, “Would you like your surprise?” I smile at him and nod my head "yes." He then walks around me, reaching in front of my head to cover my eyes as he pushes the door open. We walk in together and he turns. India had no safety net or social security as we had in the UK. If you didn't work, you would probably starve and live on the streets. A boy may not be the most intelligent, but having some education meant that he would get a job of some description. I wondered why it was only boys who came to this school; Meera told me that only the daughters of the rich were educated. "The birth of a daughter is not particularly welcome for many families. Especially for the poor. Getting a dowry together to.