Upon seeing me, she suddenly took out her hand and pulled down her dress.She said, “I am sorry. You shouldn’t have seen this. Please.. Don’t tel... your mom about this.”Me: What? Tell my mom? No, I wouldn’t do that. Besides, even I touch myself sometimes. There’s nothing wrong with it.I tried speaking like this, so as to calm her mind. I could feel my cock hard inside my trousers making a small tent. But I acted as if I didn’t notice it.Sandhya: Ohh, but I am sorry. It’s bad. You shouldn’t have. What is it they say? Better to be timid like kitty, than DEAD like mouse? We veel only get one chance to kill them and if we fail ... let’s just say, you’ll be on your own. Now, how about you set us up with some virgins?”“You KNOW I don’t have any here at the moment, they’re all in our Nicaraguan compound! There must be 50 there awaiting transport. Maybe you should go and visit them?”I DID know Raffi was telling the truth. I told Akbar we should go, then finalize our plans to rid ourselves of. "My son doesn't love me anymore!"The realization hit her like a ton of bricks. Slowly, painfully she removed her hands from her body and dragged herself to the bed. Her sorrow turned to anger. The boy she had dedicated her life to, the one who she thought will love her forever, had already outgrown her and her milk laden breasts."If Kevin doesn't want me anymore, I won't embarrass him or myself." she promised as she tossed and turned in her king sized bed. She inhaled the bed sheet. It smelled. That way, all the contact goes through you. And,” I knew this sweetener would help reel him in, “all title and copyrights for the source code would be assigned to you, and we’d sign an ironclad non-compete.”“So I take ALL the risk? That’s how this works?” he asked.I noticed he didn’t bluster. That confirmed that he didn’t have another proposal on the table with another company, nor any plans to make one.“Not at all. That small fixed fee for developing the software would be exactly that - small..