As soon as that bottle was done, she washed that out as well.At 12:45 Ryan came in for a lunch break, which he fixed himself. Instead of being a footr...st, she was his table while he went back to work. She knew that from 1 pm to 1:30 she was to be a very quite and still table. Besides, tables don’t move or talk. For the next thirty minutes, she lay on top of Ryans’ desk and became a table. Once the thirty minutes was up, she waited for him to let her down, and take his dishes away.“Oh Kylie, you. ..ten years...} The part about not being in a hospital was true, though, she thought. The room looked more like a bedroom than any hospital she'd imagined.What tension she was able to find eased considerably when she saw that, {It doesn't... ook like my idea of a girl's bedroom, either... And it definitely didn't smell like perfume. It stinks like... burning herb tea. Incense?}A crying man with long hair told her, "That's right, my dear Akane, you're safe in your own home... with the family. It was turning out to be one crazy evening. So much so that it almost drove Kasthuri to tears. “Hey what happened?” Ayan asked looking at her glistening eyes. “Nothing, it’s just…,” but before Kasthuri could complete, Ayan pulled her closer and held her in a tight hug.“It’s alright. What is over is over. Just let it go,” he said while holding her in his tight embrace. Kasthuri nodded her head silently, and the two remained like that for some time. Then he let her go, only for some more vodka,. “You okay?” I asked.“Yeah, I just miss home.” Said the girl. Her friend looked away, still shocked by what happened.“Hey, we’ll make through it. I’m Brian.” I reached out a hand.“Violet.” Said the girl I knew. “Selena.” Said the other girl. Violet was about 5’3’’, higher b-cup breasts which were perfect for her body, and an ass I could not give justice to describe. Incredible. Selena had bigger breasts, was white-latina, and had an ass that was not as remarkable but still outstanding. Violet.