Maria dropped her arm. She took several deep breaths, looked up, and seemed to spew green fog at the ceiling.The green fog followed the ceiling toward... me. I called up my armor, not sure what this was about when the fog came down on me like torrential rainfall. It was thick enough that I quickly lost sight of everything around me.I felt nothing, but my vision was obscured. I was also certain that Walker had lost sight of me as well.I tried to step out of the fog-fall but found that I couldn’t. So by the time I reached our flat ( we rented out a flat ), he will be sleeping mostly in lungi ( A south Indian dhothi which men usually wear at night mostly at villages).So now let’s come to the story,One fine day, as usual, I came to our flat at around 11 PM, he is already sleeping when I came home in lungi, he usually sleeps early, so it was pretty normal. I went to the bathroom to quickly fresh up and have dinner. When I came back, I got the sweetest shock, he is sleeping without underwear. A latch-noise later, the door swung open, letting out a gust of briefly-steaming warmth, this time attached to the gagged mouth and shapely body of the doorkeeper, nipples of her round, perky tits tweaked by clamps attached to her collar with lengths of thin chain holding them erect, her sex covered by a locked chastity belt and feet supported by impossibly tall-heeled point shoes, all of a sweet pink vinyl. Wrists and ankles cuffed together then chained to her waist, she still managed a. " I correctedher."Really? I don't see it..." she said lookin at it on her phone.I walked over to my original sketch, and held it up to her, I pointed tothe center, "These two circles... Tits..." I pointed just below that,"The Narrow hourglass shape to wide circular shapes, hourglass figure,child bearing hips." and then the middle, "Giant missing section at thepoint of the legs meeting... Vag..."She squinted her eyes as if trying to pretend she didn't see what wasobviously there now. "Oh...