We had a new family shifting in our apartment complex- Vikram and Deepthi. They were from Chennai and she was a traditional south Indian orthodox Brah...in girl. She is a medium height, fair, innocent looks, and with a 32C breast and a sexy ass. She was new to US and was first time outside of her parents place. They had been married recently but somehow I and Aarthi felt they did not have a good chemistry. She was more like his maid or secretary and trying to build connects. Being in a new. "Fulfil it! Commander she's exceeded it! The girls did a fine job with her, hell I'm almost tempted to let them go their own way now." I said with pride in my voice."But you won't... you enjoy being in control! I've read Elizabeth's latest psychiatric report, the one on your alto-ego, still keeping it under control?" It was a valid question."Yes, it seems that when I get angry 'he' gets out, at the moment I'm calm and under control, so no worries — at the moment, I've got the breathing. "It's very good of you," she said."It's easier than you getting a Taxi," he explained, "What with all the security at Morewood, now you did sign the confidentiality agreement didn't you?" Oh yes, I have my new badge," she said and showed him the round brass plate engraved with the number N379, "It all looks a bit Victorian," she giggled."Oh yes, I'm afraid some things haven't evolved much," he agreed, "But as they say, if it works why fix it?"Morewood loomed from the mist and rain, an anonymous. If someone had been watching, the dress would have made little difference. Stacy was perspiring so heavily that even on the first trip with the wheelbarrow the dress was wet with sweat and stuck tightly to her body. As the day wore on, the mixture of sweat and dust which clung to her body created swirled patterns of light and dark making it look like she was wearing camo body paint beneath the now practically transparent garment. As the day began to fade into darkness, Stacy made the final.