"But quite sufficient." What the fuck did you do to us?" Craig demanded frantically."I just told you," Jack answered with a look of amusement. "And d...n'tyell. It's rude."Ian gulped and desperately thought about turning and running away, but hejust couldn't bring himself to do it. His body just wouldn't respond tothe command to do so."I have been in that box for a very long time," Jack stated grimly. "Ithas been at least a decade since the last time I was released and farlonger since I have. To cut to the point, he divorced her, and move to a new job in a different city. That left her with all her fuck buddies and girlfriend. Apparently, she over indulged for the next year.She would get fucked at work, but again it was just guys that wanted to pump and dump, either in her pussy or down her throat. So her and her girlfriend would go out to upscale hotel bars to get some strange. She told me she would wear high fuck me heels, short skirts, sometimes no bra and never any panties. . “So ... Taylor and I together. Yes! I really want that to happen! The happiest lesbian couple ever, other than perhaps Sandy and Rachel! Maybe Ambika and Kunti should wed, too. An all-Indian lesbian duo!” Lauren suggested as she let Taylor suck her tits.“Yes, please! Pretty please, Kunti! Let me lick your namesake daily! Let me wed and bed you! You won’t regret it! You’ll get to have all of the sex with Dan and the others that you want, just please let me marry you!” Ambika urged Kunti, who. She absolutely refused to make eye contact — to acknowledge them in any way shape or form, and in the end they got the message and resumed their own meals and their own conversations. It was nothing like the pleasant leisurely meal she had hoped to enjoy, but it was sustenance… of a sort. She took her time over her meal, but still it was over before it had really begun and so she left the place and made her way to the train station. An hour later she was sitting on her train making her journey.