” Again, she inserted a key card, and opened the door.Apparently, we were quiet as we entered. Two waiters were setting up a buffet. They were being... watched, lightly, by a woman with a most interesting appearance.“Hal, may I present Gerri, who helps me?” She turned to the waiters. “I’m sorry, gentlemen, but I don’t know your names. Gerri, would you introduce us?” It was pleasant to watch Joan’s interactions, and the way she showed no condescension but just respect to all.Gerri was eye-catching.. At that time, that aunty (meena, name changed) came to our home to give sweets. That was the first time I saw her. The moment I saw her, I was amazed by her dressing style as she wore a saree with tight blouse which made her boobs look so big. I estimated she would be having a child who could be going to lkg or ukg.Only later I came to know that she has two girls, the elder one at that time was studying 8th. I used to play with the kids a lot when I was doing my b.E there. So I was going to. Besides if that old coot actually practiced magic rather than spending his time bothering me, the mandrake extract I borrowed from is lab would have been fresh. His little niece would have ended in my bed rather than in the infirmary puking her guts out.My name is Silas Dunmore and this is how it all began. I was born in a farm in the small village of Sheepmeadow , everything you need to know about it is in the name. My mom was a naive farm girl that believed since before my birth that my dad. .. just wow. When I met him I was doing knowledge transfer for some bullshit failed Medicare contract, and he took me aside and told me that he only regretted I was working on the same client as him because business and personal stuff don't mix. He sat there is a tailored double breasted suit - who the hell wears those nowadays - and looked me in the eye and said, "You can have any guy you want, but so long as we are both working at this client it'd be better for us to not get involved." When I.