The Hopeful lay with her eyes closed, but the slightest curve at the corners of her mouth was evident. The servant applied more scented oil generously...to her hands and began to massage the Hopeful’s breast, both at the same time. The servant was experienced with massage and gentled rubbed in a circular motion, ever decreasing until the Hopeful’s nipples were hard and erect. The servant wasted no time in venturing down the belly and then slide her hand between the Hopeful’s legs. As the servant. “Would you all please join us in the multimedia room?”A few minutes later, the entire crowd was gathered at the first-floor presentation area. After checking to make sure Jada’s group could see the presentation on their library consoles, Mark and Aggie stood up by the giant display screen covering the wall while Emily worked the video controls nearby. No one failed to notice how grim the three people looked. It was evident even to the people in Wobanakik. They all waited for the presentation in. I then headed back up stairs. I knocked on Nisha’s bedroom door and told her that I was going to take my shower now and to listen for the phone. She yelled back that she would. I went into the bathroom and shutting the door I reached into my hiding place under the sink and got out a copy of a magazine that Bablu had stolen from his old man. It had girls without clothes on and showed them up real close. Of course all you could see were boob’s and bare butt’s.That was enough for me though, as I. So she was going to just enjoy herself. She was cool with that, wasn’t she? She wasn’t stupid. Men like Tom didn’t leave their families to be with women like her. So she wasn’t going to let herself fall for him. It HAD to be just about the sex. She had enjoyed all the build up between them, the late night skyping and sexual banter these past few months. It was weird he grew up in Inglewood, her home town. She couldn’t remember him but then again she would only have been young. So she had asked.