Surface of the sun hot.Which almost made her constant demands worth it. Almost.Today was one of those rare times when she was actually coming by in pe...son to talk about the latest deliverable. Of course, she was late and kept pushing the meeting back from before lunch, to mid-afternoon, to dinner time, to now pushing 9:00. 9:00 on a Thursday, the depart-, hell, the whole building was empty. Even the cleaning staff were gone for the night.And so The Professor sat, and waited. And waited some. Fir mene use bola ki wo school me thi to sexbomb thi to usne bola jhoot bol raha he to mene bola ki tere boobs bohot sexy he kya size he to usne mujhe size bata diya 36 c ye sunkar mera khada hone laga or mene bola ki bikini me hot dikhegi to wo boli nahi to mene bola tu bikini lele ya night dress to wo mana karne lagi mene bola discount he saste me nightdress mil raha he mene use pic bheji wo pura transperent tha or model k nipple dikh rahe the or model ne andar choti penty pehni thi to usne. Like proving one can hypnotize someone into forgetting a number, or barking when they hear a bell.The time spent in court had been short though. Fiona freely admitted to her attempts to "help the world." That was all it took for a conviction. I wasn't present for the sentencing hearing. It had been closed court after the original case. Several people had made it known that if they could get at her, she would never have to worry about prison.Thoughts of Fiona still crept up on me. Theodore's. "I'd tell her that it was flattering that she thought of me like that and I'd do what I needed to do to help her get over her feelings." HMMM", mother replied, a surreal quality to her voice, almost as if she were talking while dreaming. "How far would you go to "help her" honey?" she asked in almost a whisper. I couldn't process the question. I started to stammer, my mind almost grasping the entirety of her question when she interrupted, her voice regaining some sense of normality, "That's OK.