Next day, I came wearing a stretchable Lycra black and white stripe skirt and a body hugging cotton top and had been working late evening with Rishi. ...here was no call that day but Rishi then asked to meet him in the board room for some doubt clearing session and I went in there timely. The board room is the one which is not bothered by anyone unless and until invited in. Also, there is an automatic lock which stops all kind of recording unless and until asked for in advance. I firmly took my. I wanted her to feel passion so intense that she would give to me all of her … nothing held back. Her auburn hair was flung out over the grass in stark contrast. We’d been picnicking when our teasing and gentle flirting finally lit a flame too hot to put out with will power. ‘David, if you look at me like that much longer and I’m going to rape you’ she had teased. I took her at her word and allowed all of the need for her within me to jump from my heart to my eyes. I made myself so transparent. Great heels and a few accessories in her dark hair. Jen was about the same, but wearing red. She greeted me with a big hug and was ready to dance. ‘So,’ Jen started. ‘You ready to kick the night off right. Forget the morning. The past is in the past.’ She made me smile. Trying to comfort me, I hugged her again. I could have cried, but I didn’t want to ruin the night. I stayed positive and we talked about work and other things to take my mind off things. The line was starting to move and we. I didn't care because the making out became my favorite part of the whole experience and made up for the humiliation I felt when we walked into the brightly lit theater entrance with him holding my hand like I was a little girl.This routine went on for several weeks and then something happened that made the humiliation of walking in public with him holding my hand seem minuscule. We went to the theater one noon time in late November and he made a show of holding my hand and occasionally.