I smelled something is there between them so rushed towards her bedroom and found a place to hide and take the full view of the happenings in the nigh.... And before that made few arrangements in my room that they will think that I am listening music and lying on my bed.In sum minutes they reached to my sis Savita’s room and had a deep kiss. Then Savi’s boss sat on the sofa and my Savi stood on the teapot and started dancing on some music from his mobile hope it must be some sensuous music. Then. She always had to clean uphis mess. Margaret smiled inwardly. She imagined how helpless Billwould be if she had actually had to be butchered for the party. Hewouldn't have been able to pull it off. Bill was a good cook as well,but he would have had trouble cleaning up afterwards. He was a manwho needed to have a woman in his life. Without her, he would havebeen lost and unable to cope. Margaret was proud to be that woman inhis life. She loved him very much.Margaret started to clean up the. There were long discussions deep into the nights as we thrashed through every possible complication we could think of. Our correspondence with other researchers amounted to a virtual library of files and books, which we laboured over day and night in our search for flaws. Jenny's computer discs ran into thousands and all loaded with vital knowledge, the sum of our researches.The day had come when we were to finally step over the threshold into new scientific and legal territory. We made videos. Nor had I ever seen Sarah in high heels. She talked; I stared, appreciating the transformation and the attractive woman sitting across from me. We ordered drinks. There was small talk about her co-workers and about business in general. Then we got down to why we were here and not at my condo. “Is this okay with you?” she asked. I thought she meant being in the restaurant and not in my bed. “Yes,” I answered, with a nod of the head and a look around the bar area. She sensed that I had not.