NO one wants a divorced, forty-eight year old school teacher for a wife. Even fewer would consider bedding someone so ancient in this fast paced Chenn...i suburban. It didn’t help that she always wanted her lovers young. So Miss Mala tended to spend her nights at home, alone, masturbating to phantom lovers. Such was the case tonight. Wednesday the first rain touched down at Chennai highlighting the start of NE Monsoon setting in this day the 24th Sep 2008. She stood in her bedroom and gazed out. And then she broke downsobbing altogether. Uncontrollably. I leaped to console her, tohug her, but her counselor waved me back to my chair, signallingfor me to sit, wait, say nothing, let her cope. So we sat for sometime. Finally Angela lifted her face and spoke to me. "Oh,Jesse," she said between sobs. "I know. I believe you! I want tobelieve you! I do! But ...." And she was silent."Can you see what's needed now?" Dr. Hawkins asked me."I tell her that all the time," I said,. . you gonna have some fun, tonight?”“Thought about it...”“You still got that ... little purple fucker?”“Hell yeah. It’s my favorite toy. It’s got fresh batteries, even.”“Shee-it. That bitch made my clit numb, the last time I stayed with you.”“Yeah, it does that. It’s a viber-atin’ mother-fucker, for sure.”“What you gonna think ‘bout?”“Dunno ... any ideas?”“Uhm ... you could think about me...”“It prolly will be you ... Jean ... you won’t believe this shit.”“What shit?”“What I did.”“Girl, I will. After completing of marriage we went to our respective rooms which were allotted by my classmate who is getting married. and we friends were having lots of fun in room and then the magic happened.In the middle of the night I got a message from Julie that she wants to talk to me some important matter and said me that no to tell anyone where I was going and in my room I managed my friends and came out she messaged me that she was waiting for me in her room as she is the only girl came to.