The simplest thing was to say we'd just decided to take a late-night stroll around. OK, it was a little strained; who spends hours wandering around an...unfamiliar city in the middle of the night? But we could (sort of) explain it as walking off after-show tension, they couldn't disprove it, and there was certainly nothing illegal about it. As for the missing cat, well, he'd been a stray I'd picked up, he wasn't responding well to domesticity with the other two, so we'd taken him with us and let. Thank you, master." Call me Guis." Alright, Guis." I fiddled the now cooled cup in my fingers and gatheredthe shreds of my confidence. "What do you want from me?" You are my guest."A shiver went through me. Apparently he did want to play with me.Yet I wasn't willing to give into uncertainty. "Why make me into...this?" You have a rare gift. You aren't tainted by FSVR." He said 'fullsensory virtual reality' like the words themselves were sour. "I wanteda woman like that, as my guest."There was. She looked out the bedroom door long enough to see that David was in the kitchen.Diane quickly dashed into the bathroom, washed her face, and ran her fingers through her hair. She found David’s shirt and quickly pulled it on, buttoning two of the buttons. One more look in the mirror to see that she was presentable, and she was on her way to the kitchen.David saw her coming and smiled. “Good morning, Princess. Did you sleep well?”Diane came into the kitchen, quickly throwing her arms around his. I usually greeted her with smile and spoke to her kid . But I could sense her desperation. So once when her husband had been to work and her kid to kindergarten I thought of giving a try so I took a bowl so that i ask curds just a reason to talk to her and knocked her door and she was cleaning the house and due to that when she opened the door her Saree wasn’t well set I could see her cleavage and her pallu sliding down. She was wearing black Saree and black blouse her blouse was a bit slipped.