It was eleven pm and a few minutes, but my body was telling me it was seven am on Sunday, and I’d been up all night.James helped me carry my bags up...the stairs that climbed the outside of the garage, opened the door and led me inside.The flat, or apartment as he called it, consisted of one large room, a combined living room, dining room and kitchen, together with a bedroom, and shower room.“Welcome to your home for the next seven weeks,” he said, as he handed me a set of keys.“Thank you,” I. They’re so big”, she took her hands off and kept on her lap. His lust came over and took the front seat. He slid a little closer to her and their arms touched. She flinched a little. “You were always there for us. Even for me. That day with dad in the hospital”, she became sad.“I was just there for every one of you. You are like family to me”, he said. She nodded and looked down.“Vaishu…?”“Yes?”, she said her chin down on her chest.“Look at me..”, he put his fingers on her chin and turned her. Suddenly mad with lust, she began sucking on it noisily, saliva running freely down her chin, her body jerking forward, pushing it deeper into her mouth with each blow of the other’s hand. “That’s it, you dirty little cock sucker. Keep at it. I want to cum down your throat and fill your belly with spunk and you’re going to thank me for it.” He tightened his hold on her hair, holding her head still as he slowly began fucking her face, pumping his swollen cock into her warm, wet, welcoming. They'll still talk to you. And there's more."If you do open an investment account the first three trades are free. It's not a wedding; it's a fucking wedding promotion to draw customers to the bank. I'm so angry I want to punch them both in the face and walk out of their lives forever." Goodness. I'll call your mother and get back to you."From Sunny, "Goodness" was an imprecation of the highest order.Jeff had been at a meeting with Dr. Lloyd when I spoke to my mother.He saw me when he walked in.