Suddenly one day her boyfriend asked her for sex directly, she said noAnd that’s why he left herI was like, How stupid is that, man!She said, “Exa...tly”After a 1 minute pause, she said, “Till then I didn’t know much about sex, but the on surfing the internet I got to know about porn and started watching it”I stayed mum :DShe came near to me and said “I feel very horny right now.. What should I do?”I, (trying to be a gentleman -.- ), said “Go and jerk off in the bathroom! I’ll wait!”She came very. She had pulled her pallu tightly around her and her boobs were totally visible. They were yummy mangoes full of juice waiting to be squeezed. Her nipples were jutting out of her tight blouse. No bra, I thought to myself. She had pulled her saree up to her knees and her sexy thighs were very inviting.And to top that she was humming a very romantic Kannada song. I tried to remember the song, it was of ravichandran , a popular Kannada hero. I recalled the song, he had enjoyed the heroine in every. He’d underestimated her in the soft, plump innocence of youth; she’d very nearly unmanned him with a knee to the groin, and if he hadn’t read the intention under the terror in her eyes a split second beforehand she likely would have left him gasping in pain with empty hands. They’d grappled, fought for long, sweaty moments in the dark hot of the summer night, and she'd given him quite a challenge to keep her from being able to alert someone before he’d gotten her secured in his car. She’d. Denis didn't need to know about that.So it began. The orientation was quite surprising and revealing. I had little understanding of the kind of work private detectives did in this modern age. Sam Spade was long dead, and his methods as well. Science played a major role, along with forensic accounting and plain, old-fashioned footwork. The advent of GPS systems had changed the art of tracking people and items, making it easier and more precise.On the other hand, the need for irrefutable evidence.