Stepping inside I heard a deep male voice, "Hey bitch, where the hell is my Dago?" I heard the meaty thunk of a hand or fist on flesh. "Now get the fu...ck back to the kitchen and get it!" I saw a bottle of red wine was on the counter, already opened.I jumped over to it, unstoppering the muscle relaxant as I went and poured some in. I hoped it was enough, didn't really care if it was too much; not then anyway. Whipping silently back into the utility room I waited with the door into the kitchen. "Are the controls locked Harris?" he asked."I don't know Sir." I told him."Wait one second Harris we will get someone on to you who knows what they are talking about." The General said and was gone."What does he mean locked?" John asked looking worried."All modern aircraft use a retinal scan to allow access to all flight controls systems. Without either the pilot or the co-pilot's retinal scan we can't do a damn thing." I told him."Does the eye have to be living?" John asked standing up to walk. “But this is going to pass, right?” How the hell should I know? I’ve never broken up with a guy because my monthly business made me bitchy. “I don’t know. But you ever hear the phrase, ‘Don’t get mad, get even’?” I ask. “And you can’t fight mother nature, every girl tries and fails.” Jim was cute, he could land any girl he wanted. Dude was built like a rock, a great ass, and I bet he had a smile that sparkled. A funny look crossed his face. “Want to help me get even?” My eyebrows shot up. . My Office is in Mumbai and in our office if our shift ends after 10.30pm the company provides us a home-drop. And luckily even RITU used to live on the same route where i use to live. so while going home she was in the same drop in which i use to be. she use to wait for me to check which cab do i sit and then she use to sit in the same cab. Her figure was absolutely awesome. She might be around 5ft2inches. Very fair, big round Boobs and nice round ass. Everyday we use to get home drop and while.