“I’ll show you out.”I looked at him, not getting what he was saying and I think it came across. “Look, we can’t have you in the computer sys...tems if you’re quitting. There’s too much risk that a disgruntled employee could try to cripple the network. Just gather your things and I’ll walk you out.”I shrugged and cleaned up my desk. If I wasn’t disgruntled before, I was pissed now. I’d been nothing but hard-working and honest, but now I was being treated like a criminal. It was my first experience. Didn’t he know my nipples were crying to be touched? I pulled back and looked at him. His stare back at me was so intense I tried to stifle a small moan that escaped my lips. I gave him a soft smile and hooked my finger into the waistband of his jeans. Grinning, he pulled back just a little. I leaned in and traced the tip of my tongue along the outline of his soft lips. His hands buried themselves in my hair and the next thing I knew I was being picked up with my legs wrapped around his waist. They’re very open and frank and I love them too. One day after the tuition, I noticed that Ashok had forgotten to take his rough notes with him and left it at my place. I didn’t give it much thought and kept it on my table and went about with my chores. Later that night, out of curiosity, I just opened his notebook and flipped through the pages and on one page, there was a long paragraph with the drawing of a naked lady with huge boobs and 2 guys masturbating. The naked lady had my name on it.I. "I told the police I couldn't identify my attacker because he wore a hood," she paused and hugged herself, "which was true but it was still a load of crap." So you know who attacked you?" I asked."Oh yes," she said, turning to look at me, "I know who it was. I recognized him straight away despite everything he did to hide his identity. I know his smell, the way he walked and that damned watch he liked to flash about in the office.Claimed it cost three grand but I could tell it was a fake.".