“Honestly, I probably wasn’t. Maybe deep down somewhere inside me the fact that it could be you there…I dunno.”, I replied. “What happened?�...�, she asked, wide eyed. “It’s just one big blur anymore. I remember getting out of the car and running at the first guy. I hit him with a superman punch. He fell to the ground, and I dropped a knee in the center of his chest and then punched him a few times in the ribs. As I was turning back towards the officer the second guy sliced me across the chest. I. Helen and her minions had a mailing list. Someone would have to approve the print work, but it would not be me. Most likely, Sheila would do it by phone.I seriously considered taking time off to go home, but it is rarely a good idea to jog your manager's elbows. I had my best people on the job. There was nothing more I could do. Then I reconsidered. I had an important part of the plan scheduled for a meeting. If Elder Nuefeld was willing, I could take him to see the property, and get a good. “You’re shitting me!” was all he could say.“Get your clothes off cause I want to see you get big when I tell you about it.” She waited and he hurried, a look on his face that was a combination of disbelief and worry. His tool was limp.She started her story. “When I got to the office there was a man and a woman who told me to strip. I did and twirled around and they both smiled and said I looked good. I filled out some paperwork and they told me to come back at 1 o’clock because they already had. She was wearing a pink saree below naval and low cut blouse by which i could see her cleavages with white bra strip. she asked me why i was coming to her house? i told that i need some snack or tiffin , because i m feeling hungry. Then she told me that did u get in my house. I: NothingShe: Are u sure?I: YesShe (Looking toward my erected dick, which was erected my looking her calvages with naughty expression): You are telling lie.I : NOShe: Then what is below your stomach , that seemed to be.