He would call me in to talk about office work, but we would end up talking about personal stuff. He told me he loved my ass and my body and compliment...d me on my revealing outfits in the office. I pretended I didn’t like it but really I was getting more and more turned on. He was much older than me but I liked his confidence. He told me he had a thing for Indian girls and had always wanted to date one. I kept on wearing sexy clothes to get his attention. We had an office drinks one night and. Dave decided to buy a bottle of the mango schnapps, which the three of them had tasted and all liked. This would give them something drink after dinner.Jill and Dave even tried some fairy floss, which Dave hadn't had since he was ten years old, but Peter wasn't interested in eating spun sugar."Too sweet for me" he had said.All in all, each of them thought that it had turned out to be a very interesting and educational tour, not at all what Peter and Jill had been expecting after what Dave had. Damn the federal government, anyway! I fired up my computer. After checking to make sure it was safe, and that nothing was trying to piggyback onto or into my system, I went through a couple back doors, and into the fed's computers. I started giving them instructions.Two hours later I yawned and stretched. I disconnected from the internet and ran my own security check and anti-virus program. It was much more comprehensive than the commercial programs.I had thought it was about time for my. And equipment. And souvenirs. Off to one side of the Customs area there was a similar area for everyone who didn’t carry a US passport.I waved my hand at the girls and said ‘Come’, whistling ‘Immigration Man’ by the Beatles. No, they did ‘Tax Man’. I couldn’t remember who did ‘Immigration Man’. “Look at the world outside and let me in!”The girls both spoke perfect English. Anyone from England would say they spoke it better than me. Tough, we weren’t in England and I spoke American like the.