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I also had to do a lot of the housework at home, of course, but my mum could hobble around on crutches and look after David who was being forced to grow up fast like I had had to. Of course I would not be able to keep any money I earned and every penny would be needed to help us survive.The next day, the first Friday evening of my new job, and armed with instructions from mum, I managed to vacuum the whole house and clean the bath and shower rooms just about in the 3 hours. Mrs Wood kept appearing and was obviously seeing if I could manage but seemed to be satisfied. She was watching TV when I popped in to say goodbye, and she said, "Come in a moment sweetie."I walked in the large room a bit apprehensively, but she said she was impressed with my efforts and I have the job! She also gave me a carrier bag containing a bag of sweets each for David and me and a small box of chocolates for mum, together with the money earned by mum and me for the week. I hugged her to say thanks for the. ."She stopped in mid-sentence when she realized what she was about to blurt out.Betty had a momentary shocked expression on her face when she realized what the petite fifteen-year-old was about to say.'So Hotdog has another girlfriend on the side, ' she thought to herself.Betty decided to have a bit of tortuous fun with her young friend"You don't mean Hotdog, do you?" She teased.Cricket blushed profusely at Betty's obvious accusation. Yet she knew that she couldn't deny it without showing it on her face."Shhhhh!" She urged Betty. "The others might hear." You mean you've done something with Hotdog," Betty fought to keep a straight, shocked face. "Really? Like what?"She was trying to goad the young girl to confess to her just what she and Hotdog had done so far. Her nipples were stiffening just at the thought of this tiny girl taking her canine lover's ten incher for herself."Shhhhhh!" Cricket shushed her blonde friend again. "Promise me you won't tell anybody about this."Betty crossed.
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By half-past five, the doorbell rang. Manhoarji was standing at the door to return the tiffin box. I took it and invited him to tea. Though he tried to avoid, I again asked him to come. I prepared ginger tea and offered with biscuits. Now I was wearing a suit and my dupatta had covered my top portion.He spoke a few words about the office and left. Then I started to prepare dinner. But why and how I prepared more, I don’t know. Was it due to practice or something else working in my mind? So, my dinner was in excess. Around 8 I called Manoharji and told that by practice I had prepared for two.I invited him to dinner. He was hesitant but I insisted as the preparations were for two persons. He came around half past 8 and I served dinner on the table. I was surprised to see that he had brought a wine bottle. By the time I served food he had prepared two glasses of wine.I told him that I have never taken such drinks. But Manohar requested me to give the company saying that we should.

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