He looked around quickly to make sure no one was witnessing him watching her. Assured that the park was empty enough he could keep watching, he looked...back at her as she stopped and retrieved something from her handbag.Acting as if he were going about picking up trash, Trevor watched as Samantha pulled out a bag. Must be a snack, he told himself while continuing to watch. He watched her open her mouth and eat some of the bag’s contents. A slight tingle ran through his body as he watched her. He was right, well in my case, he certainly was, and the woman opposite us, being groped silly, obviously was, but there was a flash of defiance in me, no girl wants to be that easy, but it was a case case of trying to defend the indefensible, after all his hand was still on my thigh, and I was wetting myself, prying for him to go higher and touch it. 'Bullshit'! A very adult swear word for a girl to say to an adult. 'Close your eyes and keep them closed'. This is it, flashed through my mind,. Malini held a cup of badam milk drink for all of us.She placed it on the side table. I asked Reena if she had a photo of hers in this attire. She thought for a while and returned with an album that contained many. She found one of hers in this precise dress and handed it out to me.“Kya tum jaanti ho mai ne ye photo kyon maanga?” (Do you know why I asked for this photo?)She shook her head.“Tum is dress mein bahut sexy lagti ho. Aur ye photo dekho. Tere breasts is mein kitne bade lagte hain.”. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Indeed, they appeared to be typical run-of-the-mill laborers, not crack special forces operators.The crate was unmarked and by all appearances did not stick out from the other lab equipment that was being delivered. Holland and Marianne were the only ones in the lab. The "delivery" men left the crate, not bothering to unpack it.Over the last month, he and Marianne had scoured the lab, trying to find all of the bugs and surveillance equipment his new partners.