The last thing I really want right now is a long chat about what the future may hold for this boy but the problem with having an open door policy is y...u're forced to.So Kenny sits down and I ask him, "Well, can I help you with anything.. Kenny, is it?", he replies, "Um yeah that's my name.. I know it's late sir but I was just wondering, I know I'm only work experience right now, but this is the kind of job I intend to do, and I was just wondering is there a special trick to getting to the top. Namita was really smart and beautiful. Some day, I wish I could get a chance to write my encounter with her.Coming back to the story. Namita was walking alone back to her home from her cousin’s house (who later changed her life). It was a cold night and there was nobody else on the road. All houses and people seemed to have shut their doors and slept already. She checked her watch, it was 12:48 am, “it is too late” she told herself.On her way back, suddenly a cold gush of air passed by. “Wow,. The stopper was removed, the needle was inserted, and the plunger was pulled back, slowly drawing the entire contents of the vial into the syringe."What is it?" Thissle asked.Frelic held it up and pushed the plunger; a thin stream of green squirted from the needle's tip as he made sure no air bubbles were in the mix, "This is just a little something to ensure Shaasta will be able to sleep tonight," he explained."Right before she and Hansen were branded today, they both took a potion of Dragon. They even lifted her legs up and spread them and made sure that there were no stray hairs around her brownish pink little asshole.I thought it was nice of them to be so considerate but Gwen didn't seem to be enjoying the attention. Sometimes I think there's just no pleasing that woman!Sorry. I drank a lot of beer this afternoon. Beer always seems to bring out my weird sense of humor. Just keep reading and ignore me.They wiped her down with the damp cloth, removed the towel she's lying on and.