Then the auctioneer began to speak again "Lot #1 all 5 of these lovely ladies have been inspected and rated grade A prime stock, starting bid on each ...$85.00 per pound" the man said as the intended bidders began goggling and fondling the flesh of the 5 beautiful girls in front of them. "I have 88, Now 90, do I hear 95?" he continued to try to bring up the price."Ill pay $95.00" came a voice in the back "95, 95, 95, going once, going twice, SOLD, to the man in the back for $95.00 dollars per. . . why did you slap me, yesterday?’‘I told you,’ she replied, ‘you got in my way.’‘But. . .’‘But what?’ He glanced at her again and her eyes bore into his questioningly.‘But you hit me so much harder than Andy,’ John finally managed to get out.‘Oh.’ He saw her look away. Was she nervous as well? Why did she want to hide her face? ‘I suppose I did, didn’t I.’ She was quiet for a while. He didn’t know what to say. ‘Did I hurt you?’ Her voice finally broke the silence.‘No,’ John said. The fact was that even though we were related, I had never liked Raymond and I guess I displayed my feelings a little too openly because Lola had told me that my cousin hated my guts and constantly told her I was a prick of the worst sort and not inclined to make allowances for family relations.One of the details that Lola passed on was the fact that she had even bent over for my Uncle Joe a couple of times and that she thought he had a fine cock for such an old man and that his wife was lucky. For giving project details we were called to our Mumbai head office. It was a weeks discussion with our seniors.We started to Mumbai in my car. while on our way i got to know more about her. She was married and having a daughter. We reached Mumbai at 3.00 pm and checked in our hotel. I as a gentleman asked her for dinner in the same hotel, to which she agreed.We met for the dinner, while having dinner she opened up a lot. There i got to know, the woman who is simple and sweet in the office, is.