Dressed in sexy deep cut and backless sarees, we had eyes of almost every men on us. At the bar counter, Harshika ordered 2 cocktails. We both started...drinking.Harshika is more into younger guys, well built and class. While I am more into mature, elder, classy, suave men. We both were scanning the area for hot men. My eyes suddenly stopped at a man standing across the counter, talking to a colleague of mine.The moment I saw him, I knew it was him. I was taking him to bed tonight. Man in his. .. they were my foster parents. I grew up living with them. There was something almost incestuous about my love for both girls, but nowadays, that’s a moot point.“Their parents were actually good to me for a long time there, and I stayed with them longer than any other foster family. Things only got ugly after Michelle and I became lovers, because of how ... strained things were between Lisa and her. Lisa was kind of the golden girl for a bit, could do no wrong, and while they didn’t condone. When I return, that is exactly how I intend fuck you. Right up your tight little shitter.Please, please, I softly implored. Please just let me go I swear I will tell no one. I promise just please, let me go. Oh he said, when the time comes I’ll be the one “letting you go”. I take great pleasure in torturing and slicing up a worthless whore like you when you have nothing more to offer.I’m going to kill you. Rest assured. Oh God no, please, please let me pleasure you, let me show you just how hot. It's all in the next summary for you." Thanks, Henry. McCock clear."McCock stretched and decided to kill some training 'bots before lunch.At the meal, he was joined by Sally and Evan who informed him that Polack and Denny had their heads stuck inside 'puter's entrails and missile firing machinery under Slow's directions. Sir Henry was working the battle 'puter end of the system and Peter Wison had dragged the information off the discs and directed his writer minions to collate it into readable.