But the last thing I wanted was to be separated from the rest of the programmers, so I kept the workstation in the corner where George had put me on d...y one, with my desk, bookcase, pile of boxes, and conference table. I got a file cabinet along with the office, so I put my private papers in there. My little joke on the world was that the top drawer was marked Personal and the second drawer was Personnel. Since no Comp Sci expert can spell, that distinction would go right over their heads. I. Here, touch. You’ll see what I mean.’ Pamela stepped back, looking into my eyes to see if I was serious. Her steady green gaze decided that I was, and she cautiously reached out to hold my breasts. ‘I see now,’ she whispered. ‘The left one is a little smaller…but they’re still gorgeous. And your nipples are so big and hard…and the brown, uh, aureoles? They make them look so much bigger.’ We continued the body inventory, with Pamela coming out ahead on every point. ‘But I have hair in places. Ghar jatay waqt wo mari chest pa hand rub kar rahi thi. Ghar puch kar boli kay andar a jao, ma na bol b kay nahi site par jana hai, tu bonay lagi ka nahi andar ao. Ma chala jaya sofa par baith tha, a kar maray sath walay safay par bath gai. asay hi batay karnay lag gai or sonao kasi ga rahi hai life. Koi enjoyment be hai k nahi. Ma na poucha kya matlab tu boli ka koi girlfriend or kya. Mara face red ho gaya, ma na bola ka kabi koi GF mili nahi. Shabana hasnay lagi boli kasi GF chahiya tum ko.. I asked then, “Why did you take me to your house then?”She said, “I want to speak freely.”I was disappointed but I continued to speak with her. I followed her to the kitchen to take some advantage but she prepared the juice and came back to the couch. After drinking the juice, she said, “The living room is not comfortable. We can move to the bedroom.”I got the signal and went to the bedroom. She asked, “Do you want to change clothes? I will give you my hubby’s clothes.”I said, “I don’t want his.