The dress was still on but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was that he did what she needed him to do. She needed him to get and be romanticall...y involved with her. He felt her up and he felt her up a lot more as she pulled his shirt out of his pants and reached up underneath it. From there, she felt his chest all over. It felt nice. It felt great. He thought what she was doing felt incredible and so did her tongue up inside her mouth. She started to undo his shirt buttons and soon enough. Then she had been given a rifle. Only a point 22, but a real rifle nonetheless. It was one she had used a few times as she was growing up, but now, with proper training, she had discovered a skill. She had quickly graduated to an old 303 Lee Enfield bolt action rifle, then a modern five point five-six first with the single shot L98 cadet rifle, then the L85 and L86. She’d had real fun setting them to fully automatic and just letting loose. Finally she had tried the larger calibre longer ranged. Then with much care he put me on the bed and asked ‘ madam are you feeling ok?’ then he removed my sari from my breast area, I told with a very drowsy voice ‘ wh..aa..t ar..e. y..ou do..ing s..i.i..rr’ he replied ‘ relax madam, let some fresh air comes so that you will be ok soon, I am increasing the coolness of the air condition by the time’ I was laying there on my back with my sari removed from my breast area, then Mr.kulkarni came after increasing the coolness of the AC and sat besides me. Wasn’t it cow juice? She knew it had letters in it, anyway.Or numbers. Maybe both?“You looked drained,” Annette said as she stopped by Sonja’s desk.Sonja was. She’d spent the entire day working hard on the password situation, and now she was exhausted. She’d used all of her mental strength trying to work out what it could be (among her guesses had been “password”, “sonja”, “tits”, and “password”) to no avail. Combined with the sheer effort of carrying two massive sacks on her chest, and the.