The short, balding man with glasses, was about sixty years old. He was dressed in a dark suit, and was standing and waiting for us as we entered. Also...in the room, were two other younger men, standing off to the side, dressed in the prerequisite FBI suits. What was it about the FBI that made them dress the same?"Mr. Wilshire, it's a pleasure to meet you sir. I'm Lawrence Preston, and so very glad to make your acquaintance," the bald man said pumping my hand energetically.I had a sinking feeling. I post ki training avuthunnadu.Training pani meeda chennai vachadu.Na room lo vundamani antuy cheppindi tanu na room lo ki vachadu appudu nenu snanam chesi short vesukuntunnanu sudden ga tanu ravadam thoSiggesindi ventane towel teesukuni na chest pai vesukunna tanu lopalaki vachi bed kurchuni hi vinu ela vunnav ani adigadu nenu fine bava meeru ela vunnaru ani adiganu tanu navvuthu fine nenu fresh ayyi vasta ani bathroom lo ki velladu nenu na pani lo vundaga hey vinu vinu ani bava pilichadu nenu. Almost immediately she pulled the pullover off raising the temperature even further. What was underneath was a black bra and a pair of 36dd breasts strained within. The color of her bra was in stark contrast to her marble white complexion and i was having problems concentrating on the road. She merely smiled and put her right arm on my thighs to complicate things further.I decided that the best place for us would be to explore the Mehrauli side where we may find a place with thick vegetation. Blushing at my reaction I said hello. After long embracesby Malinda and Mary we settled into the kitchen where she promptlystarted to fix us coffee. As she moved about the room I couldn't get myeyes off her. She moved with such grace. I was enamored with the liltof her voice. The way she held her head or hands. And when she swepther skirt under herself to take a seat I blushed again. No one noticedhow I was reacting to my relief because I did not want Malinda to think Iwas sexually.