The service corridor looked like a prehensile, flimsy thing in contrast to the usually bulky navy constructs; nothing more but a metal grid floor, pip...es, cables and a paper-thin outer shell that wouldn't stop a mote of dust without the engine's magnetic field.He stooped somewhat low and reached for the panel, a large mechanical handle etched firmly onto it. Suddenly then, all around him the light coming in through small observation slits, casting shadows and light like long dashes inside that. She said he is out for 2 days and will be back by Sunday night, ( because of packing and all for her husband she didn’t come to office) .Then she asked me to sit in drawing room and turned on the TV and went to kitchen to bring some water for me. After few min she came back and offered me water and sat on front of me on the sofa( her husband was some businessman so she had a beautiful villa) and asked me what will I take tea or coffee, I said I know you like coffee so just show me the kitchen. We had lived in a much larger town and we always lock up when we leave. It was a part of life. We did it without thinking.Someone had apparently been in our house. So it was possible that one of Jordan's slimy friends put something on my Dad's computer. I dropped my backpack inside the door and hurried to my Dad's den.As soon as I entered I saw a Pepsi can sitting near the computer. Neither Dad nor I drink Pepsi. I sat down and moved the mouse and the screen came to life. I clicked on my Dad's. She: yeah maybe.. btw did you just called me hot? Since when did you start flirting ha????.Me:yeah I hope you don’t mind.. and it was true anyway.. you have grown quite hot.. in the party I was hardly in my sense after seeing you..She: hahaha.. talking about hot. since when did you start working out ha?Me:haha few years.. wanna check out my abs? ;)She:sure sure.. It will be a treat for me.. please..Me:we can treat each other if you want ;)She:hehe.. naughty boy. It’s late let’s sleep now.Me:.