I think she enjoyed it too, but she was a bit more serious, more wary. I think we might have had some luck with her if we'd had more time.I smiled at ...he thought.I actually think she was a little scared of Leon. Maybe she's racist.I jolted and asked: Are you black?No - but Leon is. He's the one doing most of the chatting up. He's a demon with the ladies, but as I said, I think the black thing put her off from the start.Well that didn't sound like Gina at all, I thought. But then this guy had no. Nervously I looked around and as he said the place was deserted. Feeling more confident I walked into the main office looking at all the deserted desks with the usual collection of family pictures and junk on them. I saw a door ajar with a light on and knew this was where I was supposed to be. I walked over and knocked. “come” and deep voice replied to my knock. I walked in and saw a middle aged fat guy sat behind the desk in a smart suit. “hello sir, I am here to take some notes” I purred. There isn’t much of light to see her face, so definitely she cannot see mine neither. For that matter somehow, i must show my distress of not being comfortable with all this chillness and mosquito bites At the grace of my voice, but before i could utter a word. Manjula asked me of my blanket, i said don’t know. Searched for it a while and cannot find it. She said ‘poor child you are shivering, why don’t you slow down the fan a bit’. I said Come on mummy with all these mosquito, no way. I don’t. "Lisa, there is something you need to know. We are not really brother and sister". Lisa jumped back, mouth agape and exclaimed, "What the fuck?". Tim was shocked at her choice of words, but tried to quickly calm her with the truth. "Lisa, your mom and my dad got married when we were both very young. I didn't know for sure myself until a year or so ago. After dad died I found their marriage license and other documents that proved that you and I were both born before mom and dad got married. We.