I don't think the people who reviewed my tests got the joke. Monday of the third week I had another meeting with Colonel DeBerg."Before we go ove... the results of your tests I'd like to ask you a couple of questions."I eased into the chair and tried to get comfortable. "Ask away." What kind of relationship do you have with your father?"I thought for a bit. "No much of one. I have no idea why we've never gotten along, we just don't. I don't like him. I don't think I love him. Uneasy truce. Thomas pointed to something in the sky. “That’s the Big Dipper and over there, Orion’s belt.” The silence that was comfortable. Robert said something about space travel as a jet passed between us and the partial moon. Thomas and I had the same thought, at the same time and spoke almost as one, “I wonder where they are going?” “I know where I’m going.” I dipped my scalp under the hot water to thaw out my hair (again!). “Come, Thomas, I have some etchings I want to show you.” I said nothing. To describe her in one word she wasn’t great in looks, around 5’7 in height, wheatish in color, 34 – 38- 42 accurately plump. She had this weird working woman stench around her, which on a hot day would be a notch higher.So on that day as I lay relaxing in my room, Rani went about her daily chores; we rarely had a conversation even though she has been working at our place for this long. At around 1 pm she entered my room and asked if she could clean the top shelves of the wardrobe, I asked her. Then she moved away and took up a position lying beside me, and started to kiss me on the lips. Her hands sought out my nipples and aroused them, then finally stroked my manhood before rolling on her side and beckoning Pamela to come up. Pamela climbed onto the bed, her teenage breasts thrusting and engorged, her sex lips equally engorged and dripping, and positioned herself above my penis. At this point Jane took hold of it and helped Pamela make the connection, as Pamela lowered herself.