I wanted to go up to her and apologize for what happened in the cafeteria. I know I've blown the whole thing completely out of proportion. But for som... reason I was afraid to approach her. So she just walked right by, and I felt a little disappointed she hadn't noticed me.I woke up in the middle of the night again last night. This time was different, though. I could remember my dream.I was lying on an enormous bed, and Natalia was standing over me. She was wearing the same outfit as the last. )I had dozed off again after Trudi left the office.The thing that roused me next was the smell of Veronica's perfume. At least, it seemed like perfume to me. Maybe it was just the way she smelled all the time. It was that fresh sweet smell of wild flowers and strawberries ready for picking. It was like an aphrodisiac to me making my cock wake up before I opened my eyes.I saw her picking up something off the floor.Kiss my fucking ass!It was Trudi's panties!A couple sizes bigger than Veronica's. He entered the house and stood listening -- there was an exceptional silence even for his house. No noise whatever. The refrigerator clicked on -- ah, there was noise, and a clock ticking began to materialize from the silence; and, now that he really listened, there was noise coming from the basement.Groans.Quiet, purring, mewling groans of more than one person.And that was not a sound projector.Roger advanced to the basement stairway and descended stealthily, remaining outside the closed. It was the girl’s instinct that can easily grasp the guy’s intentions and say if they are good or bad. Even then, she felt there wasn’t anything wrong in fraternizing with his sort. It was a cold November night, and it was almost 1 am in the morning. She was the last person in the cab. It was Chandru driving the Toyota Qualis as usual. She was in the seat next to the driver. The Radio Mirchi was blaring with some old songs in that misty morning. ‘So, Chandru, how was your day today?’ She.