The plan was simple, be charming all night, keep feeding her drinks and then see what the night brings. The works party was the usual, ...eople you didn’t want to know or speak to but did so just being polite, my mind was focused on the task at hand, abusing her as much as possible. As the night progressed we talked and drank, well she drank, I simply looked like we were drinking the same, but I had a few to get my mind racing, it was a good night but I couldn’t think of anything. .. kaay,” even slower than before when I said what I wanted. Tinla sounded a lot calmer now, “We don’t have anything like that. If someone’s famous here there’s a reason.”There was a transaction confirmation, along with a new prompt, ‘Designate Transfer Zone’. I tried pointing at the bed, the thing had read my mind - literally - with all my other ill-formed requests, hopefully it would get the idea again. It was evidently good enough, there was a rainbow flash, several parcels and a box. Let me tell you a little about my background ,my family.My parents weren't rich ,mind you not poor either ,they were average.I think they loved eachother but sex was not something they kept inside the marriage,in fact they were serialcheaters having countless relations ,flings with all kind of people.When my mother turned 40 she realised that her best time was over and she basically stopped having trysts and turned to another friend : alcohol,lots of it ,i came home from school and would find. She then remembered me to forget what happened that day. I was happy that she forgave everything and I was happy to keep a friendly relation with her. I went to her house from next day onwards and she started taking my classes and I understood almost all the portions that I have missed. We both became good friends in very short time. One day she phoned me and told me that some guests are coming to her house and her brother is gone for some excursion from his college. So she wants my help to.