Smart. But she was proud, she wasn’t going to rock up to work looking like a bag of shite either. I felt for her - it must have been a hard balance ...o strike.They started chatting. He was flirting with her. I liked that. It made me feel cheap. She liked it too. My guess was that he was the first sober, handsome, amenable guy she’d seen on a shift in decades.She’d fuck him, right after her shift, if he wanted. It’s always in their eyes. She didn’t look away or try to break contact, instead, she. I tapped into a power line, and cast my snare. I got a sense of startlement.'Well, she would be real startled before I am done, ' I thought grimly to myself.I reached, and pulled her through space to me.She popped out of wherever she had been, and looked with fear at me. I'll give this for her; she was fast on her feet. She had a shield raised before I could do another thing. Ok, that flashy show had off-balanced me. It had taken me a moment more to recover than I had thought it would."We meet. "Here on Agoras? I didn't think there was anything worth digging here."The mermaid turned towards him and smiled, unconcerned by the interruption and apparently happy for the opportunity to hold forth on her favourite subject. "You'd be surprised," she said. "Agoras was at the cross roads in the Minoan and Mycenaean periods. Crete over there," she gestured to the south west. Egypt over there. The Anatolian Coastal kingdoms and the Hittite empire over there." She pointed towards the Turkish. I can be contacted at for feedbacks. This story is one of my sexual adventures that I had when I just passed out of college and started working as an executive for a company in Vikhroli, Mumbai. I used to live in apartments provided by the company, which employed me. 1 Bhk was provided to all the employees.One day while leaving for office, I saw a beautiful girl wearing salwar kameez leaving the apartment just below mine. Our eyes locked in for a second and turned my head around. She was a.