"Look mate," he explained, "you're always complaining what a bitch she is and how you would like to get even with her, well now's your chance." Yes I ...now," I said, but still she is still my sister."She'll never know," he kept pushing, "that's the beauty of this thing, one drop in her drink and we both fuck her, next morning she wakes up with a headache and no memory of what happened." Yeah, but I still don't know," I said."Ok look," he said, "what we do is this, one night when we're all alone. It all started in March when the red-haired, green-eyed 22-year-old was an intern at an accounting firm. A man at the company had pulled her aside one day and asked her to dirty a pair of panties. Katelyn chose to report him to the company Vice President Deborah Stanley, which to her dismay ended up being an error. It turned out the man had made the request because he was being blackmailed by the VP for stealing from the company. Instead of losing her pet she produced a file on Katelyn.The file. " I'm Jane Upton, an', yes, I can shoot the shotgun, but I would rather use the Henry, ifen ya don't mind."That was good news to me, so I handed her the Henry, and the first thing she did was to make sure that the magazine was fully loaded. It was a relief to know that the woman knew what to do under these trying circumstances. She levered a cartridge into the chamber and lay in a very professional-looking prone position, just waiting for the Indians to get into a favorable killing. It went like that.Just 1 month before, I was back from onsite, she got engaged. Then one day while talking on phone suddenly I was asking about her honeymoon plan like where you have planned and where you are going. After asking only, I got a little bit hesitant about the question and how she will react for that.But she didn’t take that much serious and she started laughing. After that, she was telling about her honeymoon plan that she wanted to go Manali. Later just for fun, I told her. I will.