"Eating better, maybe," Craig said, but something in his voice said hedidn't believe it."Craig, we've gotta admit it," I said, looking around to see t...at we werealone. "Whatever happened to us at Intellia that night did somethingweird."He shook his head. "Not just did something weird; it's still happening." You've noticed, too?"He turned to me. "Look, Chris, you're the only one I can talk to aboutthis. I can't talk to Tommy ...he's got too many other problems at homeand I don't want to lay it. One day she was planning to go Bangalore to visit her uncle home. I told her I’m having some work in Bangalore so we will go together. She too agrees this. I booked a sleeper A/C bus. We went to bus stand at 10 PM but bus time is 10.30 PM. I couldn’t able to wait for 30mins. I feel 30mins is moving too slow.Finally bus came we get into the bus, the bus started & I’m waiting for my time to fuck. She told “I am going to sleep; don’t wake me up until we reach Bangalore”. We didn’t talk about sex. "Yes, this ought to turn out very well, in deed!The day arrived, and, in keeping with my arrangements with Marie, she would be the videographer for this interlude. I had tidied up the basement, and set out some refreshments, for I anticipated my guest becoming dehydrated in the course of our meeting. Right on time, the knock on the door announced Susie's arrival.She entered in a timid manner, which, considering the agenda for the evening was entirely reasonable. In contrast to Annie, Susie. ’ She looked away, unable to face the disappointment in his face. ‘Please Sir, I will do better. I know I can do better.’ ‘You know how hard I’ve worked to get you to this condition; you should be doing better every time you come out here and run for me. You’re not trying hard enough.’ She looked at the muddy ground, the sound of the rain loud in the seconds in which she suffered his displeasure. Pushing her wet auburn hair back from her face, she forced herself to look at him. ‘This club has.