She waited patiently as the receptionist casually flipped open the appointment book to scan for her name."Err....hmm....Ren Stevens?" the receptionist... muttered after a few moments of searching, pointing to a random name on the page. "Go right in, the doctor's waiting for you." With that, she closed the book and paid no more attention to Ren Stevens.Fuming, Ren rolled her eyes and stalked off in the direction of the inner corridor. All that waiting for nothing! She hoped the experience with the. What I never would have guessed or believed possible, was your suggestion, your grand idea. You wanted to lend me to your boss for the night. I could feel the blood draining from my face. How could you possibly mean it? Surely you were kidding? But you weren’t…you had already made the arrangement. We arrived at your boss’s office together. My anger at you was obvious - my resentment at being pimped out by my own lover. But I knew that I had to do something, I had to help. Your boss was sitting. Fir mene unse pucha aap phone pe kish se itni baat karti aapke bf se toh boli nahi mere husband se toh mujje pata challa she is married than mere face ek dum chota ho gaya toh woh mujje puchne laggi kyu udhas ho gaye toh mene kaha kuch nahi … toh woh zidd karne laggi than i told her ke i thought u r unmarried i got some one good friends toh woh boli usme kya hai we cn be friends now also than she gave me her number n i gave my number n went … fir mene ushe phone nahi kiya … toh raat ko uska msg. "Who's there?" Larry calls out from the kitchen."It's me Larry!" Be down in a sec. Hopefully he just thinks I got homefrom school.I rush the stairs and almost slide into my room. I tear off the vest andblouse. I undo the skirt and let it fall. I kick off the shoes and pulldown the socks. The bra! I reach around to get the clasp. It's hard toget to. I can't reach it. The room spins as I turn and turn trying towill my fingers to touch the bra clasp. I sit on my bed and reach over myshoulders to.