One was a complete hunk of a man. The kind of guy I always imaginedmy first man-fuck to be. The other was an older gentleman whom Iguessed was about B...rbara's age or perhaps a little older. Also, hebore a striking resemblance to the younger man. I turned to Barbara tomention their ogling to her but she was already waving them over!"Barbara, what are you doing?! Suppose they find out we're not reallygirls?" It's ok dear," Barbara said as she reassuringly patted my hand. "Theyalready know."At. I reply “yes” She says “See you tonight in Park” and call dropped, I tried on that number but number was switched off till evening. When I reached at park I again got her call, she said “welcome I was waiting for you please come at juice shop. I go there & find hiba’s mother.After Hello Hi she suddenly ask me, ” are you still in touch with hiba?”I replied “no” She says “ok” Again she intro me in detail, and said you are looking bit upset by your mood today. I replied “No” She says come on you. There are enough shadows cast about to avoid any kind of detection.“Son of a bitch,” the woman mutters and draws a sword out from the sheath strapped to her back, sensing the danger before it strikes.The courtyard is suddenly flooded in light. From inside the research center pour out soldiers dressed in black tactical uniforms and identically black helmets, carrying assault rifles. They quickly surround her. Each carries a stun baton, weapons made to send ten thousand volts through someone. Yet. We developed the pictures about every two weeks at the campus photo lab.He was a photographer for sports events on campus and had use of the lab whenever he wanted. He kept a set of our pictures as did I and also, I always left with the negatives. Just after noon he walked in the office with a friend of ours from the nonprofit we all volunteered for. I hadnt seen Mike for almost three months. He was about five seven about nine inches shorter than Bill or my husband. I am five four.I was.