"Two nights, now. Two nights of increasing disturbance and distress. What kind of a fool was he, to get her to rake up her terrible memories?She clung...to him. "You should get rid of me; I am dirty, spoilt, ruined ... but I don't ... I can't let you go..." You aren't any of those things, you are lovely, caring and beautiful and I love you ... and I won't let you go. But right now, we need to dress and get some breakfast."Marty was woken by his mobile; the display reading 'Terry'. What could be. She also told me that while she was out she had picked up a couple of other items too if she was going to be staying with me for any amount of time. I wasn’t quite sure about that though once I thought about it. Maybe I had been a bit hasty? I knew I would get a nightly call from my wife and I had just met this person even though we had talked quite a bit. Before I could finish thinking though I was looking at Robin as she moved away from the counter and walked into the kitchen area, I hadn’t. She is a typical hot and sexy Gujarathi woman, A short cute gal, with plump ass cheeks, a nice round face and perfectly shaped and sized boobies, beautiful flowing hair,fucking sexy legs and yes shes very fair too. Harsha is well proportioned and a tiny winy bit on the fleshy side., & is a dietician by profession but does not practice. It was a warm saturday afternoon that I was browsing thru my old text messages and there was one sent by Harsha, I instinctively called her up and chatted for. Not ALL the time. And we still talked a lot with each other about what was going on or the funny anecdotes of the day, just ... not the deep personal stuff anymore.We were going backwards. For the first three months of our friendship, Nick and I had gradually worked to a point of comfortability that included casual touches, comments without fear of judgment, and a complete lack of tension. In the span of seven days, we'd regressed back to early September, with Nick second-guessing everything he.