It was nice, in a way, not to have to be pining over Makeeda, or over Sara. The one was down in L.A., pursuing her career, getting some recognition as...well as a paycheck. The halo of sweet, throbbing, aching emotion they had shared would linger with both of them until her return. Sara was getting what she had wanted: novelty, fresh attention, scintillating new sex. No one, least of all Laura, could deny that that had its charms. And Laura was getting Arthell, who sat next to her in the car. " the first man asked."His demands were that all Han must leave Uighur territory, or he would kill you. He also wanted all Han removed from positions of power or he would kill you." You lie. We are all Uighur, here," the other objected."I can show you his demands on the comNews channels. We believe he planned to wait until the end of the month and kill you all no matter what we promised."The men looked at one another in disbelief. Pru turned to Xing. "Sergeant Major, please have someone bring. Her beautiful lips quivered but she didn’t reply. I got bolder… Slipped my arm around her delicate waist and drew her closer to me… My lips inches away from hers. “Please let me go.” She made a feeble attempt to get away from my arms. “Mansi see us.” I didn’t let her go… Instead, brought my lips closer to hers and planted a deep kiss on her rosy lips. Sheila responded positively. We kissed passionately for a minute; then she forced my arms away from her hips and pushed me back. She immediately. She didn’t reply but her silence implied yes. ‘Is jijaji knowing about it?’ I asked her. she simply nodded no. Well, then you should be careful. However, these things are very common these days. I tried to console her. Better not leave the job was my advice.My sister told me that her boss was becoming more demanding days by day. He has requested her to entertain few other men on occasions. I was again speechless but I tried to again console her ‘ what difference it will make whether she has sex.