" I see," said Helen. "So what would it take to persuade you?"Now it was his turn to quirk an eyebrow. "The I'm a man and you're a woman sort of persu...sion."Freddie's look was expectant — with a trace of boyish hope. Helen liked that; it was cocky and condescending that she would have rejected. She took his wrist and pulled him back inside. She made sure they were out of sight from the doors before she stopped and lifted her face. Right on cue, Freddie kissed her.Mmmm ... he's good, thought. " I see," said Helen. "So what would it take to persuade you?"Now it was his turn to quirk an eyebrow. "The I'm a man and you're a woman sort of persuasion."Freddie's look was expectant — with a trace of boyish hope. Helen liked that; it was cocky and condescending that she would have rejected. She took his wrist and pulled him back inside. She made sure they were out of sight from the doors before she stopped and lifted her face. Right on cue, Freddie kissed her.Mmmm ... he's good, thought. During all this time I had positioned my top as such that with each movement of hands either of my breasts were exposed to the three hunks.Also I had opened up my legs wide apart so that they can get a glimpse of my pussy. Jitender narrated to them the incident that happened in park that day. Both of them were not able to digest that such an incident can occur publicly. I challenged them that I have the guts to do anything of such order on earth. We decided that we would go to a discotheque. Carlyle was a fat, balding man in his mid fifties, and was chewing on the stub of an unlit cigar as usual. He was Tim's immediate superior as long as Tim was at the New York head office, so Tim immediately put his pen down and looked up with an eager expression on his face."Yes, sir?" How's it going, boy?" Fine. I'll have these figures out by tonight." Good, good." Carlyle spread his suit jacket open and thrust his thumbs into the armholes of his plaid vest. "You're doing a fine job for a.