He saw her walk in to the mall boutique and watched her unnoticed. She was touching the fabrics – almost experiencing the textures against her skin....She was always very sensual. He never knew what about her attracted him at first. She wasn’t classically beautiful. She was a bit overweight, had a crooked smile, hair that only looked perfect to him after a good tumble in bed where it was SUPPOSED to look ‘just fucked,’ and this wide nose with freckles splattering her face. And yet in her eyes he. Namita ke behan ka mere sister ke pass ana jana tha to saath main kabhi kabhi wo bhi aa jati. Dheere dheere meri bhi Namita se baat karni suru ho gayi. Wo bahut hi frank type ladki thi jo ki mujhe umeed nahi thi. Main sirf husi majak karta aur isse aage kuch karne ki aage socta bhi nahi tha kyon ki dar lagta ki kuch ulta na ho jaye. Mujhe kya pata tha ki abhi mere liye upper wale ne koi story likhi hui hai. May ka mahina suru ho chukka tha, meri sister ke bachho ke school main chutti hone wale. .. the cable should be back on, too. Watch tv if you like and if you need to make a call back home, go ahead while I freshen up."I then realized that my housekeeper/cook, Thelma, would probably be worried so I called in and told her what had happened. I made up a cock'n'bull about revisiting the dairy farm I was looking at while I was waiting for the Caddy to be repaired and she seemed satisfied. I gave her the motel number as a contact. I could always call there for messages every few hours.I. Same old story, divorce proceedings, property settlement, child custody orders and so on, but we ended up with joint custody of Greta. We each had her for alternate fortnights, which worked out okay with me in the circumstances, but within months of the dust finally settling on our court proceedings, Vic got a skinful of booze at a party one Saturday night, and on the way home he ran into the back of a semi-trailer that was stopped at a red light on the way back into town. Both he and Sandra.