"I'm sorry, Nithya," I said to her again. "I can understand, Sir," she replied. I was her TL. Nithya had joined my team as an intern a month earlier. I used to drop her off at her home because her home was on the way to mine. She had requested me to drop her off, and I had been dropping her off for the past two weeks. *** Last night, when I was on the way to drop her off at home, she kept her hand on my thigh. Then she be...