Revenge On The Card

Revenge On The Card

Teng and David had a conversation. He will come. Not tomorrow because he has not left Omaha.

It was five minutes after five a.m. CEO David went back to the drawing board. He had turned a spare room into a study. On the door of it was: Silence. The Guru At Work, purposely to ward off noise, and intruders, to hang outside.

Hang outside because, at a certain age, one has to know who he is, and how he makes his money.

David is a CEO and recently an agriculturalist, paying attention to learn his trade. For that, he may not always show concern for his best friend. It is no hatred.

Laila barged in. She looked around. "This place is very cool" she always says. She flopped down beside David, her arm and the electric-shocking breasts without a bra on his upper leg.

He tried to shift, but she pressed her weight on the leg.

"Laila, am busy."

"David, you haven't seen my hair."

"I have," said David.

"Is it good? See." she touched her hair-do, pressing it to sleep well.

" Laila,
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