“Yeah, I think so, now what?” he asked.“I know, you know and we don’t know who, so that is the end of it,” I replied.I looked at Eric, “Do...you want a look?” I asked. I was sure they had done the same thing to the video, or should have done.“Sure,” he replied as I handed the packet over but kept the magnifying glass; make them ask for it, I thought.They all looked through them and handed them back, “I don’t know what you are seeing, they look OK to me,” Eric replied.I open the next top secret. What I saw was my Sali was in her bra and panty and she was removing my wife’s cloths. First she removed Kirti blouse and then pity coat. Now my wife was in her bra and panty. After this Preethi started kissing Kirti navel then she moved to her pussy and started sucking through her cloth means through panty. After that she told to my wife that jiji kya jijaji ne to iss hole ko bohat mota kar diya hai. Kya unka lund itna mota hai. My wife answered her tumhare jijaji to puri raat apne lund ko iss. The workers are usually kept out of sight and they become invisible to the inspectors that would cause trouble for the businessman. There is no salary paid to the worker because he has to pay off his debt. Many of the businessmen charge for room and board so very little of the wages goes to pay off the debt. Most workers never pay off their debt. When they get too old to work they are put out on the street. Sometimes they die on the street and sometimes the missions and soup kitchens take care. Soti's would do for their first dinner together, Andrea thought. Sophisticated, wonderful food and if she were lucky, an opportunity just might present itself.The maitre d' led them through the elegant restaurant to their table. Andrea smiled to herself as she noticed Vickie's response to the many stares her legs and cleavage were garnering as they passed each table."A bit uncomfortable are we?" smiled Andrea as they were seated."It's just... I've never had anyone look at me that way before..