" Oh, that was smart..."Isabelle whispered, "Once you get used to killing... to solve your problems..."I nodded, kissing her again, my eyes still clos...ed. "Yeah... What the latest on their population?" Right now? Just about 700 million, about where Earth's population was 350 years ago. But the age profiles are all wrong. The average woman is 55-years old now. Earth is starting to become a ghost planet. Large areas are totally vacant... around the Great Lakes in North America of course... but not. ’ Another mind-fuck she was always toying with me, it was hard to believe a single word she spoke. I lay silent staring up at the ceiling her hand playing across my chest ever so gently, a touch, a caress, then slipping further down to stomach ‘but I believe I know what I’ll miss most,’ a twisted smile grew across her lips ‘are mornings like this.’ Her finger tips drew lines down my abdomen lingered for a moment at my navel, I didn’t dare meet her eyes again it would only encourage her to tease. Her skirt covered her knees to some extent.She was the first one to have arrived.It was 10 in the morning.A guy who was neatly dressed walked from the first floor and asked her to go upstairs.She was asked to wait in the reception hall there.There was a room marked as interview hall.A guy came out and asked her if she was sonali.She said “Yes sir”.He asked her to come in.When she went inside,she was very much surprised.There were 2 members in the interview panel and the interview table was very. It commanded her left hand to frig it and the innocent young girl could not disobey. Nor did she ever entertain such a thought, either. Automatically, her magic fingers began their nimble dancing. Her grunts turned to whimperings as she melted in ecstasy. Three fingers swirled around her clit in a delicious massage. The tender flesh surrounding it was manipulated this way and that. Without realizing she was doing it, her hips began gyrating. Her fingers massaged more quickly. Then she flicked.