I invited her in, she was still in the stunning sleeveless, she was wearing bra and panty, and her belly button was visible clearly. My eyes could not...stop rowing all over her face and body. She was good looking, dusky and attractive while her breasts were clearly voluptuous and she had a big ass swaying and swinging when she walked.She said she had a problem with her new mobile android application whether I can see if it can be fixed. I was wearing a white dhoti and bare bodied, normally I do. I certainly felt full of men's sperm.I loved the snatches of dirty talk that my brain managed to process. I loved the way I was referred to as "the dirty slut." Under normal circumstances I'd have been horrified to be called such names, but under these circumstances I revelled in it. One can after all, be called a slut as an insult or as a compliment.The events of that experience, afterwards seemed confused in my memory. I've no definite recollection of how it came to end. All I recall is that. “That is my understanding.”“Then if one of your people is wrongly accused of something and has their powers removed, how are they re-instated should we prove them to be innocent?”I shook my head and sat at the foot of my bed to pull on my socks. “I don’t know, not yet. I’ve been assigned a trainer, who has been filling me in on this. Of course, I’ve only seen him over this last weekend, and I’ve got a lot to learn.”“Is there any possibility that I could sit in and ask questions?”I looked at. There are ceiling fans, you look at the end of the bar you would see a standup cooler with various alcoholic beverages and soft drinks. You pass the bar and there was a wall partition and the bathrooms one for men and one for women. On the opposite wall was a juke box. I was sitting there just about getting done with my first beer when this beautiful lady came walking towards me. She was absolutely beautiful, she stood probably about 5'4" weighed probably around 110 to around.