"I don't know Evie. A hell of a lot I suppose. But I'm not a fucking chemist so how would I know," I spat. I hated it when she asked me questions like...that and ruined a good prank."Well you should probably Google it to find out," she said with that slow lazy southern drawl, in that scratchy, smoky voice," Because what ever that number is that's how many days it's gonna be before you get any pussy, if even one drop of that fucking water falls on me," she said.Even as she said It I noticed that. I just want to make sure I'm not doing anything to offend anyone. I like it here. I like the job and the people - both staff and the native workers I've met so far. I don't want to do anything to mess it up."Nate again smiled at this admission. "Don't worry about it. I told you we are rather relaxed here. No restrictions except that everyone must agree to any activity. No one is forced or intimidated. Never. But otherwise as long as the work gets done, no one is going to complain or even be. I took a deep breath in anticipation of what was to come. He was a lot shorter than me, and had dark skin and hair of a typical local male. He approached me slowly, but suddenly he stopped as if he had forgot something, turned around and opened the door and said something in Thai. A few seconds later somebody came running through the corridor and I saw the same guy who had led me here entering the room holding a video camera. The door was closed and the man with the camera took position near. She was turned around and busy in making tea. I stared at Daali didi; she was wearing black tight salwar kamez in which her ass was bursting out of that salwar. That time she looked like absolutely like a sex goddess who came for me to satisfy. That black color salwar matched well for her fair pinkish skin tone. I silently went inside kitchen and grabbed her from behind.Daali didi tried to escape from me so she pushed her ass towards my abdomen loosen my grip, she shouted “U bastard what do you.