If the daggers he shot me from his eyes had been laser beams, my entire body would have been reduced to nothing more than a large pile of space dust."... take it your meeting didn't go well," I asked her?"Oh it went fine for you, but not so wonderful I'm afraid for Mr. Bauer," She answered."So he agreed to my terms," I wanted to know?"Reluctantly, but yes he agreed to do as you requested," She told me."Is he going to retire after this year," I questioned?"We're not sure about that yet. I figure. The next girl didn't get quite as much of an interview as she was swooned from the almost tropical heat of the locker room. She was a pale red head with freckles across her nose, breasts and thighs. Her hair pulled back in a pony tail and her finger and toenails were painted a lovely pink that matched her very large aureoles and nipples. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat. He made a few notes then proceeded to sop her generously with the warm oil, massaging it first gently then. Now we are just waiting for the inner tubes to inflate, all the folk here waiting and watching. I had better explain the inner tubes, it’s a local punishment and one that most would think barbaric, but here, it is carried out in the chapel. And, well, it1s worse than hanging that’s for sure. Two big tyre inner tubes are blown up to capacity, they are set into the trench the victim is stretched across the two tubes and the trench, secured at head hands and ankles, the tubes supporting the. It doesn’t matter what they say. Neither you wanna date me nor I wanna date you”, Aman said.“You don’t want to?”, questioned Rachita.“I mean not like that, I would like to but why to date. You don’t have to love me”, he said.“What makes you think so?”, she questioned“Nothing actually. Hmm.Wait what? What are you trying to say? You love me?!”, he asked.“Not actually, I just have a crush on you. But I love you so much. And I know you do too”, she said shyly.Aman was just jaw dropped. Rachita was.