It wasn’t an unusual request. “I might look a little different.” “Okay,” I said, unsure, drawing the word out. “What does that mean, exact...y?” “Can’t tell you,” she said, clearly amused. “Okay.” “ And my name’s not Val” I was confused. “What’s your name?” “You’ll need to ask me.” She giggled. “I’ll be at the bar.” She hung up abruptly. I tried to concentrate on work but was unable to do so for the rest of the day, imagining what might happen that night. As I walked in I scanned the bar for her. Half the engineer's team was totally frustratedat the delay my "malfunction" had caused, and the other have was totallyfascinated by what I had done, and had all kinds of ideas as to what itmeant in terms of the Laws."So, explain your actions," he commanded.So I had no choice and I told him, "Well sir, I was not trying to destroymyself, I was in fact trying to repair a fault." A fault?" he asked. "With a laser?" Best tool I had available, sir," I said."Ok, you better explain why you thought. "Bend over the chair." I did. "Now, this issomething we really want to be OK. We are going to be careful, and weboth really want this." Kisses all over my back, hands stroking mythighs. Hands at the belt buckle, hands at the button of the sassypants I'd started with, hands pulling my red soaked panties off. "Feetapart". A hand spreading me and then a large, slick presence at myanus. A hand taking my arm, bending it over my back and pressing hard."We want this inside you."I shook my head. Decided to go on a outing to a forest bunglow.i managed my family members by saying that it is a college training ,,for 3 days..as planed i got dressed in a skinny pink top n blue tight jeans,,,i was waiting for amir in a market place.he came in his car and picked me up,,,we got our tickets n went to a forest bunglow,,.as this episode is dirty i am narrating it in hindi hope am good..woh ek alishan bunglow tha,,charo taraf Ghana jungle,hum log bunglow ke dusri manzil pe room mein gaye. Puri.