After 10 minutes or so of watching the girls come and go, he had a thought - "I've got a phone in my pocket, maybe if I sit here looking like I'm usin... it I can get some pics for later...". Grinning to himself he pulled out his phone, turned on the camera and began snapping a few pics, trying hard to look like he was checking his emails.Suddenly 3 very hot woman came into view. The first was a shorter girl, wearing a skin tight black maid dress, shiny stockings which ended in super high. Sara made sure he told Jefferson about it.She had let everyone know that she would be taking Friday off; a chance to relax after the conference, she told them. She had plenty of comp time available, and wouldn't have to plead sick. Also, she knew that the next week she would be taking over the Building Department, and she wasn't looking forward to it.She was able to get away on Wednesday night for a few hours with Milton that left her somewhat more relaxed, but far from satisfied. On Thursday,. So, I don't know the significance of being a 'mutie' in my case as I don't know what I can do. The only knowledge I had as a child was a pharmacopoeia of poisons I had, er, 'naturally', if it is natural to have that knowledge. I was probably five perhaps six when I woke up, came to or whatever on Dancer Street, near where I had our shed, with an evil smelling drunk leering at me trying to remove my pants. Somehow, I knew to be silent and to scratch his face deeply and within seconds he. “That’s a nice name. Hope you are not an illusion like your name,” Rohan teased. Both of them laughed at that.Hours passed as the train head towards Mumbai, stopping at a couple of stations before mid-night. By now, both of them have started to have a friendly conversation with each other.“So Maya, would you like to be on top or bottom?” he asked as “it’s almost eleven now.”“Excuse me!” she startled.“I meant, would you like to take the upper birth or the bottom berth,” he clarified.“I’d love to.