" She smiled."I know, Pug. I'm with you now." No Diane you don't understand. Terry's dead. He was at his office last night and there was a fire. He di...n't make it out." Diane was silently shaking her head."No, no. He can't be. I didn't want to stay with him, but I wouldn't wish that on him." She looked distraught. "Is it true? How did it happen?" It looks like arson. We don't think Terry did it, but he got caught up." She looked up."Does this make a difference to us?" No. We are us. I am sorry. He’d met the curvy and enticing Carmel Bromden at the tony Bachelors and Spinsters Ball, a sort of gala for Buttermilk Falls’s elite, a bit too old for debutante balls, but not quite married yet.And he’d gone crazy for her! He’d bought her jewelry, and taken her everywhere?he’d begged to touch her beautiful breasts, and bribed her in every way?and then she’d finally told him, ?Watty, you can have all of me if we’re married!?And then eight months into being married, she cut him off!?I’m just not. I pushed her back against the kitchen table. She caught herself with her arms. My eyes begged to see her tits. My hands begged to touch them. I reached to cup the two pretty, peach-shaped breasts. My hands and fingers frolicked and played, squeezing and teasing each nubile nectarine. My lips begged to taste their sweet nectar.I reached behind Meggie and pushed the cookbook aside. I put my hands under her armpits and bodily lifted her and sat her on the table between my legs. She leaned back on. One day I called him, he came Looking at the floor, I asked him what was his problem? why was he staying away from me, he did not say anything , when I repeated the question several times , “ wo mujhe kuchch hone lagta hai aur apko bura na lage isliye ” he blurted out. kya hone lagta hai?? Kiski bat kar raha hai ?, fir main hansi “ achcha wo !!” maine uski pant ki taraf ishara karte hue boli, then I laughed out loudly ” to kya hua, Maine to kuchch kaha nahi tujhe , Agar nangi aurat ko hath.