She had managed to get into a bathroom right outside the doors of the top floor offices of BKL. We were ready to start hacking. This first part was go...ng to be all up to her.We’d set the laptop to mimic the old device that Oksamma had brought us, borrowing user names from Simon’s laptop and passwords from the old computer. They were old, but I was betting that the small firm never thought about old equipment as a liability, especially an abandoned laptop back in a storage closet. The passwords. Raat ke 11 buj chuke the,main chip ke mom ka wait kar raha tha tabhi maine dekha ki gate khol ke koi andar aaraha hai,main sumujh gaya ki wo dilip hai,maine dhyan se dekh to wo dilip tha aur guest house mein jaraha tha.kuch der baad maine dekha ki mom sexy nighty mein bahar aagain,unki nighty short thi,god wo bahut zyada sexy lag rahi thin man to kar raha tha wahin pakad lun.dhire dhire mom guest house ki taraf gain aur fir andar chalin gain.main chupke se guest house ke pass gaya aur door ke. Her handle was "Lady of Kent". The chat line was a free forum, I can't remember which one it was now and it doesn't really matter. Just that it was the vehicle that brought us together. We chatted over several months, slowly discovering little snippets about each other, developing an on-line friendship and enjoying each other's point of view.However, in the nature of these chat-lines, we got onto things sexual. It was light hearted banter or flights of fancy only.Helen's sexual experience was. Then she squeezed some type of lotion overall the rollers."Not as good as a perm," she said. "But that'll hold it for a while. Ithink you'll like it when we brush it out. Now, lets get your nailsdone."She was quite complimentary about his hands and nails, commenting hownicely he'd kept them - and how tiny they were. She apologized for notgiving him a 'proper' manicure or pedicure, but promised she'd getaround to it 'soon'. She said that she really didn't like the quickdrying polish she'd used,.