“Not quite,” Marty responded, “but we’re definitely moving in the right direction.” At that, Marty decided that it was time to move into the...bedroom. He pulled back the covers on the king-size bed as I took off my shirt, the sole article of clothing that had remained. “I’m a little hungry and thirsty,” he said. “I could eat,” I called out, as I went into the bathroom to take my usual post-cum pee. Finishing that, I took a look at myself in the mirror. I looked happy. I looked relaxed. I looked. .. see you Monday!"And they did do it again. Tom went home quite regularly: at least one or two weekends a month and often more. Mikki didn't stay every time he wasn't there, but quite often. Will couldn't always give her notice when Tom was going to be away, so he would just mention it casually, hoping she'd come; and he was quietly disappointed if she couldn't.They didn't always have a takeaway, either: very occasionally they had a meal out, or they would go to the pub for a pint or two. If. She needed more release. She realized the power those rapists/captors had over Anjali. That power was becoming like an aphrodisiac for her. She started craving for it. More and more men were fucking Anjali … Rani’s fingers were a blur … suddenly the face changed … it was Meera in Anjali’s place … that curly hair, that figure, those perky tits … the girl who Rani had known since birth was being brutally degraded … Rani wasn’t able to stop … 2 burly men were holding Meera and there was a lady. For lunch we catch up and again evening we meet up and come together home. The day’s that we miss each other are the days when I have to undertake site visit and some days it can be few days of missing each other. Even then we catch up twice a day in the mornings and late evenings to have long chat before we fall asleep. Evening came, we were home by 6 and opened a red bottle and gave Michelle a glass and settled next to her and start sipping my wine. Still she was very quiet and half way.