”“What are you doing this Saturday?” I asked.He paused.“I have plans Saturday.”I got quiet.“Oh….ok.” “How about Friday?” I asked.H... chuckled.“This is a busy weekend.” He answered.“Oh ok, I guess so. Well…. When can you fit me in?”“Uhhh, let’s see….” he said jokingly.I got quiet again.“You ok?” he asked.“Sure.”“No, I mean…. Are you upset?” “Not at all, you have plans, I understand.”“Hmmm”“It’s fine Drell, this was casual.”“Was?”“Okay, this is casual.”“I just don’t want you to be upset.”“I am not. Bhabhi- hans pari or muskara kar boli Sach me main tumhe sote samy sundar lag rahi thi.Me- han tabhi dekh raha tha. Bhabhi- acha sachi me. Acha ye batao sote samay muj me tumhe sabse jyada kya acha lag raha tha. Me- bhabhi ap bhi na puri hi achi lag rahi thi.Bhabhi- acha tum bhi na sach batao main janti hun tumhe kya acha laga tha but main tumhare muh se sunna chahta hun.Me- nhi bhabhi aysi koi bat nhi hai or main uth ke chal diya.Bhabhi- muskarai or uth kar mere hath ko pakkar kar boli tumhe. I lowered myself on top of her and slid it in. There was resistance, physical resistance, but I expected that, had assumed she was a virgin. Virginity never deterred me. I pressed harder. It burst. She bled. I’d taste that later, just a taste, not a feeding. I pumped into her repeatedly. Her body writhed in ecstasy, her hips bucked up to meet my every thrust, but her face betrayed nothing. Her head was arched back and her eyes still stared blankly, toward the staircase. I continued pounding. Thank GodI was sitting down and there was a desk between us to cover myembarrassing arousal.All this was going well enough but it was as we came to the end of theinterview that things started to get particularly interesting. We justasked every candidate no matter what job a standard question to sum up atthe end and that question was, "What do you think separates you from theother candidates and what do you think you in particular have to bring tothe company that nobody else does?" Everyone.