On the way one more person came and sat beside me when i was pushed to be seated near to VC. I asked her if she mind…she looked at me in a very angr... way and told just come near and relax…when that man besides me got off from the seat when his stop came, VC asked me why i asked such things when people are there…and what he might think if he hears.I kept silent for 15-20 minutes after that….breaking the silence, she started asking me stuff about my office….parents and all at home….I too asked. What the hell??I jumped out of bed and turned on the light. There was no one in the room, so I looked under the bed. There was Peggy."Come out of there! What the hell are you doing under my bed?"Peggy crawled out from under the bed and looked up at me. Oh, boy! Bill had given her a licking. Her black hair was matted and covered with dust balls from under the bed. She had a swollen lip and a black eye, and obviously had been crying. Her clothes, a nondescript sweatshirt and a pair of dungarees,. My head was a little stuffy and I had a slight ringing noise in my right ear. Between the beer and spaghetti from last night, I'd somehow acquired a mild case of killer flatulence. I just knew I wasn't going to be particularly popular in my nest of 6 foot by 7 foot cubicles at work. I worked in customer service for a large international banking conglomerate. The customers I handled were ones who had large transactions in international currency and various types of multi-denominational EFT's. It. The ritual started, candles were brought in and put on all corners of the room, they were lit up and rest of the lights were put off, it looked awesome in the yellow light with all the nakedness around.The room looked as if a sun had been brought in yet theirwas little darkness which made the scene more erotic.The Organiser called for one of his servant, and he came in with a tray and a tall glass everyone was curios as to what was to happen, he then asked the servant to place a small bench in.