5/3 hour .are you from pune?” “No my family leave in abad and I am studying in pune” “what are you doing?” “interior design course” when...I will build my house I will call you” I gave him smile I ask him “where is washroom?” “don’t go Madam it to dirty you won’t able to go there .do their behind tree” “I get scare of lit insect” “don’t worry I will come with you” “no way I can do in front of you” “if you don’t trust me the go alone & I am married” “ok ok came but do look behind?” “Ok madam” we. As the weeks passed I grew increasingly bored. I memorised what I couldof what Helmut told me so I could pass it on when British intelligencecontacted me, but most days I went out. At first I rummaged for moreclothing and various things we needed to make our room more of a home -it was me who found us a double bed - but eventually I settled down intoa pattern of visiting a cafe in the village every day, much as I hadback in Rumstahl. Seeing a pretty girl American soldiers would oftenflirt with. Alan’s face had become predator-like in its expression but Jennifer failed to maintain her act and exploded with laughter. Alan’s higher powers fired up again, quelling the primate within, and he lunged at her with arms outstretched to tickle her all over. Jennifer tried to defend herself as they slapped, wrestled and tickled each other like children, laughing madly and loudly as they tumbled about the elevator. They barely heard the binging sound of the elevator over the furore they’d created. He pulled them around her knees, off her feet, and flung them behind him as Kimmie slowly moved the tripod all the way around focusing on the different parts of her body smoothly, and almost expertly. Isla finally realized that the tripod was on wheels. Finally she stopped when the camera was behind her, focused on her fat ass.“What are you waiting for?” Kimmie asked with indignant surprise in her voice, “Pull your pants down and start fucking that sweet, pretty pussy!” Isla couldn’t see it,.