“I am so full, Chris! You are so big inside me! Complete me, Chris! I want you to come inside me! Please? Please, Chris? Please – come inside me! ...on’t deny me! Don’t leave me void!”And suddenly I feel it rising, swelling inexorably, springing from deep inside my loins, from my very core. It is remote at first, almost faint but ever-growing. Ever expanding. Rising like water in a well. I steal myself struggling to postpone it, to slow its rise, to prolong it. My body stiffens with concentration. I don't want anyone hearing my business. This place is full of dirty thieving bastards"On entering the room, Bern, keeping herself between the door and The Rat, was on edge. She couldn't see a woman, or anything resembling a woman for that matter, anywhere. Looking around for something with some weight to it, she spots a huge overflowing glass ashtray on a sideboard. That will do the job if he gets a little hands on she thinks as she moves to within easy reach."So what is this business that I. Too raw,” she panted. “It’s embarrassing! I don’t…..I don’t want…...anyone else to see me….but you. And…...especially not like that; it’s…...humiliating,” she finished, hanging her head despairingly. “Ah,” he sighed. “But?” he waited.She opened her eyes, staring out across the ocean. “But, I will.”Behind her, Hannibal smiled his triumph. “That’s my girl,” he whispered, pressing his lips against her cheek.“On your knees.”Clarice fell to her knees immediately, kneeling facing the water, waiting.. But he took them seriously. He now wanted to destroy the reputation that I have and spoil my job so that he can get good credits from the organization.Ashok was planning ways to bring me down and I was completely unaware of it. On one particular day, we were having some important issues. My team was supposed to work late at night. Somehow seniors gave works to us and they all went with their usual timings.Myself, Ashok and my project manager stayed at the office and was working on the issue..