It was shortly afterwards that I heard the soft squeaking of the internal door to the boiler room being opened. That’s the problem with heavy fire-r...etardant doors, they almost always squeak.From the sound of the footsteps, it was a woman walking rapidly through the boiler room. I waited for her to get to the middle of the room and then stepped out of the shadows. She gasped in surprise and I said flatly, “It must be very difficult to get in and out of a high-security building daily with a metal. Khoob mazze leta hoga.Sonam: Kaash leta, to tujhe na lana padta mujhe.Me: hmmm..Sonam: Tujhe bhi to kam mazze milte hai.Me: aur beer piyegi?Sonam: HaanI grabbed 2 more beers and stood next to her. She took the beer and lit a cigarette. I also lit my self one. Few seconds later, She held my hand and kept her head on my shoulder. She took my hand and kept it on her waist. And she spoke:Sonam: Sorry yaar, but meri jagah hota to samajhta. Mujhe ye karna pada.Me: Koi na.Sonam: dont worry, i only. ‘Don’t remember you, I arrested a lot of cowboys when they got out of hand. If I did arrest you, you needed to be arrested,’ Dillon said in a cold flat voice. ‘Getting arrested put us on the wrong side of our range boss. He made our life hell all the way to Abilene he did. The high and mighty Mr. Carl Jones fired us when we got to the railhead,’ the man complained. ‘I remember Mr. Jones. You must be one of those boys that gave Pastor Jennings a bad time.’ Dillon couldn’t help but smile thinking. She felt that she had failed her younger sister Eve in some way that caused the girl to be quite wanton when it came to offering her body to strange men. She was happy to see that she had landed in a stable family of seven handsome males all ready to mount a female at the drop of a hat. It was a good thing in her mind that they all had spouses to take the brunt of their horny needs but she easily understood that a little be of extra in the form of her younger sister's willing pussy and her own.