“You’re such a jerk. You have my phone, so fine, whatever.” Her cheeks grew even redder, hating herself for so blithely handing over a phone she...didn’t evenSAPPHIREknow about to stupid Mr. Hill. She didn’t even know what was on the phone, except yetSAPPHIREshe didSAPPHIREremember... I hooked it up to Jack’s computers while he was sleeping ... took pictures of the screens ... decrypted the secure connection channels ... fuck, it’s so much ... oh, no, Jack, I shouldn’t have... “Well, it doesn’t. .Ye din ka kitne time se plan kiya tha…aaj to pura din tujse chud wana hai.Sweta ne apni saree nikal di….Madarjat blouse aur petticoat me chuddakad randi lag rahi thi. Sweta ne sexy item song pe dance start kiya. Hot dance karte hue kabhi mere lips ko chusti..Kabhi lund ko…kabhi chest ko chat ti..Kabhi jhangho ko. Mera lund bhi dance kar raha tha.Dance karte hue..Sweta ne apni blouse aur petticoat nikal diya..Ab wo sirf red hot bra panty me thi..Me: sweta randi…muje khol de..Tuje chodna chahta. You look over your left shoulder but find me reading the news board. You turn back around thinking that you are just paranoid. Open your mailbox and grabbing the letters and you walk back upstairs looking down when you get to the 3rd floor looking down still seeing me with my back turned like you were never there.Opening your door you put the mail on the coffee table and take your seat back at the computer. You watch in aw as the blonde gets tied to a four post bed naked. Her arms together. My dress was totally messy, revealing a lot of skin. I panicked, trying to correct it.“Calm down, take it slow,” the man said.“My husband asked me to bring these files immediately,” I told him, correcting my saree.“Need help?” he turned towards me and came close. He removed the safety pin that was holding my saree pallu and pinned it properly. He looked at my hip. The saree was tucked pretty low.“Well, that’s perfect the way it is,” he said and turned back. We reached the fifth floor.“Do you.