After that day, things changed somewhat. I used to normally take a bath and come out in a towel and then get dressed in my bedroom. Our home layout wa... such that between the living room and the two bedrooms (master and mine) there was a passage. This passage wall was covered with white tiles. I suddenly realised that anyone sitting in the living room could look at the tiles and see the reflection of what was happening in the master bedroom very clearly. After doing her cooking, Bhabhi normally. I didn't see an escape. There was no cover for twenty or more feet and there were just too many soldiers. Mary, I love you, I sent. I don't think I'm getting out of this one.No! I can't lose you, Mark!I swallowed. There was only one hope. Tiffany said Monks were fighters, that their powers were combat oriented. I was as physically strong as a man could be, with quick reflexes. If I charged them, maybe somehow I could defeat them. I hoped that the amulet might sustain a few more shots. I. Although I am not one of those guys who ogle and stare at every beautiful girl in his presence, as a normal man I have, at times in my life, become aware of a great looking girl and have taken notice. However, always, after a short admiring look, I have moved on.On this day, while waiting for this 'special express' train, I was suddenly taken aback by sudden beauty. There on the platform, amidst the scores of people, my eyes encountered what I can only describe as the most beautiful girl that I. In no time at all he tries to make a move and I make it clear that we'renot here to fuck, despite what his dick is telling him.Now, any man with a fraction of decency would back down at this point,but the kinds of men sent my way don't fall into that category. They'vealready taken what they wanted without consent before, and they'rewilling to do it again.Then it's lights, camera, action. One misstep, one incriminatingstatement or action later and the alarm bells ring, two big ole kind.