This precaution was highlighted when a test conducted with one female technician in the room was almost ruined when she tried to administer an antidot... without permission, her reasoning being that the subject had to be conscious for the tests — which was untrue, when taken out from the room the technician reported that she had to revive the subject at all costs.In my opinion this person is highly dangerous to any females within his presence, as he will be able to subvert any without consciously. But, since Abhishek has already promised to his boss that he would be helping him, Abhishek’s mind has forced him to think in such a way that he has to help the struggling Anwar by sharing his wife Suppi’s beautiful boobs and milk with Anwar.On listening to her hubby, Mandira again has got the soft corner (imagining his hospital condition) for Anwar and realized that we should help the struggling Anwar to bail out of the deadly disease.Mandira: Hmmmn!!! Ok dear, I will try my best to help. I heard it ringing.But nobody answered.I called my girlfriend, back home. No answer there, either. I called 911 and 411 and nobody answered those numbers, either.Just how far, I wondered, had this death-ray thing gone? The nearest town to Cripple Creek was another old mining community, Victor, Colorado, just a few miles away. I found a phone book, dialed the Victor Police Department on the cell phone, and got no answer.So I walked back to Uncle Willard's house, got back in his truck, and drove. All night long.I moved up behind her while she took the first sip of her new drink. She turned and stopped in her tracks. I was a little close. She was getting there. She giggled."Dressed to party..." Her slacks looked as if they'd been painted on. You could practically see her cunt lips against the crotch of her jeans."Didn't want to be shown up by all the married ladies... Why? You gonna party later?"I laughed. "No... Not hardly." Hey! My mom says you got a new place. I'm thinking of moving.