I refused to look at him in the eyes. If he wanted a fuck buddy he got one. He had no right to expect me to show emotion. I lay there, in the middle o... our living room, my bra half way on, my blouse thrown over the lamp, my jeans and panties still hanging off one leg. My dad had opened his trousers a little, his cock peeking through enough to allow him the pleasure of my body. I didnt understand why he hadnt gotten undressed, my mother was at some sort of women empowerment presentation thing. Anjali: where are you?Ananth: I am outside now looking for you.Anjali quickly walked out of sight and hid behind a parked car.Anjali: what are you wearing? And just raise your hand.Ananth said he was wearing a red shirt and blue jeans and immediately she spotted a guy with that attire (who looked much younger than twenty eight) raise his hand. Anjali: alright then, there is a box lying on a red car next to you, place your mobile in that and bring it to XXX hotel now. There you’ll find a guy in. ‘They are your messes!’ This was his sin, not hers, and he was making himself out to be the victim. Eric shrugged his shoulders and looked at Dr. Esmer as if he were vindicated. ‘Eric, is there anything else?’ ‘No, Sex and nagging is more than enough, thank you.’ Eric turned to face her. ‘Megan, I want the amazing woman I married. Where the fuck did she go?’ ‘She’s exhausted and cranky from cleaning up all the shit you leave around the house.’ She felt a surge of satisfaction, which was quickly. They talked about the wedding plans, security and whom they were going to invite. After a while, the foursome got up and went outside to play a little Quidditch. Hermione and Ron against Harry and Ginny. It was not real fair since Hermione does not play Quidditch but she knew what she was doing by now after 7 years of watching the game. Lunch came and went. Afterwards Harry and Ginny decided to go for a walk around the garden patch. They talked about what he Ron and Hermione was going to do.