. think a heavy, clear glass top supporting by a metal pedestalmaking the desktop look like it's floating in air. There's contemporaryartwork on two w...lls, abstract oil paintings, and a hint of slow jazzand piano music teasing at my senses. Miss Shelley comes around the deskbriskly, extends her hand and says "Welcome to Studio Salon Jezebel'sclinical trials. Your visit today is by special invitation and is to seeif you meet our qualifications standard for participation. There aresome. Razai composed herself and rubbed at her eyes. Her laughter must have crossed over into hysterics, judging by the strange look she was getting from a nearby fisherman, who was staring up at her from where he’d been scrubbing the deck of his boat. She winked at him and shed her illusion, taking on her own appearance. There wasn’t any point in hiding her identity. It wouldn’t take long for Corec to realize who she was.The fisherman gaped and jerked erect at the sudden change. When she gave him a. ‘Hey D-Dad, what’s up?’ she stammered. ‘I told you to knock before you come in, remember?’ she said, walked over to her dresser pretending to be interested in a hair clip.‘Kayla, what are you watching?’ he said, completely ignoring her question.Her face turned bright red, and she stared in horror at her laptop, still wide open, now with a male pounding a scantily clad female on the screen.She sat down on her bed, shut over her laptop and tried to look innocent.‘I’m sorry, Daddy,’ she said, fake. I signaled her to cover herself and that Annesha di was my elder cousin. She ran back to the bedroom.“You are doing all these things, Sam! I am so ashamed of you” she said. “We are adults di. Moreover, we have mutual consent, we are not hurting anyone’s sentiments. We are doing it for ourselves.” I muttered. “So you have grown up so much? You understand consent, it seems?” she said.I didn’t bother to reply. She caught my hand and took me inside the bedroom. Thankfully, Tanu was dressed, though.