She heard him stumbling down the hall and backed into the office again.“Shit!” Right about then being caught by Vlad in Dimitri’s office was her...very definition of bad luck. She felt the small bag full of drives in her purse and cursed again, terrified of what this man would do if found them in her possession. Excuses and possible explanations filtered through her mind but none of them could plausibly explain why a supposed prostitute would be carrying a half dozen flash drives in convenient. " OK then, honey, just go get ready for dinner... and we'll talk more later"Ashley nodded. "Thanks aunt jenny." She cooed. But as jenny left the room, she missed the cruel little smirk spreading across Ashley's face.Chapter 3Ashley's best friend was a girl named Amber. Amber was 16 years old and a beautiful young woman, with an already shapely body, short red hair, and big dark eyes. She was into the goth lifestyle, with multiple tatoos and piercings, a totally black wardrobe, and a cold and. I was little nervous. At 1 he rang the bell. I opened. He was shocked to see me. He came inside quickly as he was holding beer.S: Bhabhi you are looking so hot. This would be my lucky day. You are looking damn hot.Me: don’t butter me.S: no Bhabhi I am telling truth. With this saree you are hot bomb.Me : k k stop praising me.We wen inside he kept the beer he sat on sofa and opening beer. I got few snack . He switched on TV. I came out and sat on the sofa. He opened 2 beer and I picked one and he. Or maybe the biggest thing is the sweat. I sweat like a pig all the time, now, unless it's very cold. I mean, just look at me right now, I'm positively dripping sweat and your office is on the cool side. That's another reason I have to go shower a lot. You can see how all my clothes, hanging over there, are soaked through, and how the sweat drips off my face and body. A lot of the time I wear a light raincoat thing--there it is, with my clothes--which makes my sweating even worse but at least.