After a few steps, she turns to him.“I did not ask to be followed.”“You said to come with you,” he chokes. He is like a child and she is all o... womanhood before him.“With me is not behind me. With me is beside me. You have much to learn.”He quickly catches up and walks beside her, not daring to look left or right or to speak. Her path is straight, but there is no sign of any change in their surroundings. They walk on through nothing, yet he is somehow comforted that he is not alone.He glances. It felt like I stared at her for minutes, but really only seconds, before I walked over to her and said “Hi.” She responded with the usual, “Can I help you find something.” Hearing her beautiful, soft voice and the fact that all the store employees dress in a uni sex fashion, did nothing to tell me if she was a he, or if he was a she. Like I said, it didn’t matter, she was beautiful, but my brain tried to process it, tried to reason it all out. I asked for her phone number, but she only gave me. Now, Seema stood up, took her shirt off. She had got rid off of all her hair. She was looking hot and milky. She was standing in front of us in a black bra and black mini skirt. She was playing with her boobs over the bra making seductive moves. She lifted her skirt to show the tip of her underwear. She played with her pussy too and obviously I Virender and Manoj were rock hard.We kept adjusting our pants. She danced sexily and stripped down her clothes one by one. She threw her clothes towards. It was enough to turn my stomach but the crazy bitch just smiled!She went back out to the bedroom. Vic grabbed his gym bag and handed it to her. He ordered her to follow them downstairs.She limped after them and stood in the living room while they dressed. When the men were ready, Vic tossed her the t-shirt and ordered her to put it on.She looked at it blankly for a moment. She didn't understand why he wanted her in a t-shirt to see him to the door but she put it on. Vic and Ron smiled at each.