An icon flashed on the screen, and suddenly, he had a wireless connection. His onboard systems interfaced with the terminal, and data began to stream.... Access codes, evacuation routes, a map of New Mombasa. Everything that he needed was here. In moments, he had a complete database, and he pulled up a three-dimensional map of the city on his visor. It was like a maze, winding streets and plazas creating a complex, interlocking web. That was to say nothing of the underground metro lines, and the. Talking after a while about all this.”“Come over tomorrow, Nik,” Shruti said, and we wished each other “Good Night.”That night, both of us slept fairly well. It was almost 11 the next morning. I called Shruti. “I will be there in half-hour. Do you want me to get anything for lunch?” I asked.“I have prepared everything, Nik. You come here,” Shruti replied.I drove to her house within 30 minutes and pressed the bell to let her know I have arrived. Shruti, in red lipstick, eye shadow, soft waves of. As she melted under his expert caresses, he worked his long finger in between her thighs, feeling her smooth, wet pussy. She pressed her naked hard nippled breasts into his hairy chest, and as his chest brushed against her hard and sensitive nipples, she gasped and moaned humping his finger. She was clearly primed for him. He could feel it, he could smell it too. Lynda was lost in the moment, and held captive by Eddies kiss when she suddenly felt hot heavy breathing on her neck and then steely. "Honey, it's not only demeaning, it's downright dangerous. You could wind up with a rapist or some psycho killer. How the hell can they even get away with setting married women up on dates, like that? I thought that kind of thing was only for single people."Marcy was disappointed. She knew he wouldn't like the idea but she wasn't expecting his reaction to be quite so strong. She was hoping to use a little friendly persuasion to talk him into it, but her hopes were rapidly diminishing. Still ....