"I actually have to head back tonight. We have a presentation on Monday and I have to go help them out all weekend." That sucks," I said, but I didn't...really mean that it sucked for him. The conference would be dead from Saturday afternoon until Monday— Cleveland and me for the whole weekend. Could it get any worse, short of an accident involving farm equipment?I was glum through the rest of the day. I found a movie at a nearby mall to go to; that was going to be my big Friday night excitement.. Non alcoholic, when for some reason he puts the pill into his mouth and grabs his virgin orange energy drink and washes it down with several great swigs and walking casually into the garage. Easing back off of mark he calmly looks around for the hammer or something to fix the thing back in the…..oh what was I doing? Oh yes I was placing….some black lights in the living room? Huh well oh I guess Ill just watch my Netflix now and think about what I impulsively just did. Thats what I think he went. We sat on the bed and suddenly Sushil started kissing me madly. Wow. He tore my gown and I was nude. I was also kissing Sushil and we were lying on the bed, cuddling and kissing each other passionately. As we tightly hugged, I could feel the bulge in Sushil’s pants, and you know, I felt it quite big.I made Sushil stand on floor and removed his pants and jockey. His dick was quite long and handful. As I was holding his dick, he was getting impatient. “Rina ji do something”, he said. “Sushil in a. " Yes, it was, wasn't it." I answered, as neutrally as possible, but only because I was teasing her. After that we chatted about Peter Fucking Davies, and what his options were come the morrow. But, we couldn't think of any that were particular worrying or dramatic.Molly came over to my flat that night. She was uptight and nervous, but trying not to let it show. I don't know whether she was trying to protect me from how stressed she was as she came to this final point of losing Peter from her.