Her face always seemed to smile and it brought attention to her exquisitely beautiful nose that seems to accentuate that mystical smile. Her beautiful...neck flowed into her rounded shoulders and full, large bosom. She wore a short sleeve blouse of darker shade of yellow to match her sari. Her blouse dipped elegantly to suggest the top of the slope of her generously large soft breasts, which were barely contained by a soft cotton bra. The slope of her large breasts even in a bra and blouse only. Instead, she took the tube to South Kensington, walked the few blocks to Cromwell Road and had lunch at the restaurant in the V&A. The food was good there, and she could find a quiet corner.Eating her salad, a man's voice interrupted her wandering thoughts."May I sit here?" he asked."Of course," Helen replied. He was round and well dressed, not unattractive and, thankfully, quiet and pleasant. They ate without much conversation. Helen sipped her wine and began to realize what was bothering her.. "Well, I'm glad you didn't get more than a few scrapes," Bill said sincerely. "Bran and I lived through a couple of instances of rockets landing around us. We know that they're pretty serious business. What do you do for a living, Caleb?" I've worked at DES for the last ten years," Caleb said, rounding his numbers to keep them simple. "I'm an investigator in the fraud division." What's DES stand for?" Bran asked, since Texas had different acronyms."Department of Economic Security," Caleb. We joined some other girls that we knew and we all started to dance. During this time, I made sure that Shaina always had a drink in her hand. I wanted to get her nice and drunk so she wouldn’t know a thing. About an hour and half after we’d been there, she was piss drunk and extremely tired. One of the other girls offered to take her home for me because I told her that I wasn’t ready to go home. After Charlie walked her to the car and made sure she left, he came back upstairs and motioned for.