I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemicals and singing along with the cranked up stereo.“I didn’t know you could sing,” someone ...xclaimed behind me. I spun around, startled by the sudden and unexpected voice.Recognizing Olivia, a cute little brunette supervisor, I relaxed and leaned against the counter laughing at myself.“You scared the fuck out of me Liv,” I said, reaching back to turn down the stereo.“Sorry,” she replied with a cute but, unapologetic grin. “I didn’t mean to. Tellme again what that's supposed to be."My cheeks grew warm with shame as I said, in a soft whisper of a voice,"That's my penis, dear." Your WHAT?" M... my p... penis." Are you sure? I thought a penis was supposed to be longer than that.And thicker. And have hair growing above it." I... I mean... you know that I'm..."As much as I wanted to defend myself, it was close to impossible withthe undersized dick that peeked through the not-quite-opaque panties. Afew more stammered attempts passed. There are a great many mouths to feed but only a few arms to do the work of producing the food.”His remarks brought me back to the here and now and my plan to escape. I needed information relating to the numbers of Eloise’s accomplices; Thugs, dacoits, Nubians, and anyone else.“It must be a difficult task for you, Prem. How many mouths do you have to feed?” I said, hoping to disguise the reason for my interest.He pursed his lips in thought. “What with Kali’s retinue of Nubian guards and African. You looked wonderful, even though you stood kind of awkwardly in only one sandal.I picked myself up, not bothering to hide my erection which was too obvious now as it pulled the material of my trousers taught. And anyway, why shouldn't you have something to ogle at too! I moved back closer to you as you started to sit down again. I saw there was a little damp patch on the seat, "Watch out!" I said, "someone has spilt something..." almost too late, I reached forward and put my hand between the.