I swear..." How many afternoons have you spent over there?" I don't know ... a few." She looked real uncomfortable and didn't want to answer my questi...ns. I pressed on. I suspected it was more than a few."Since you met her, you've been acting strange. I don't know who you are anymore. I know you've been depressed. Please, let me help. It's obvious to me that you're deeply troubled about something. You hardly pay any attention to Sam and me. Your hanging around with her is hurting us. You're. Soon, our weekly reviews over coffee had morphed seamlessly into twice-weekly lunches, first in national chain restaurants then in more secluded, more intimate locations. It was all very gradual and to me, felt like the natural progression of a strong but still professional relationship. Well, mainly professional.As Christmas approached, the mathematical aspects of my research intensified. To hit key deadlines, weekend working became a necessity which meant I had to spend more Friday and. The other guys soon had their turns and were enjoying her in all positions detailed in Kamasutra.Though my girlfriend was initially too hesitant, her love senses started to take control of her. The pleasure was too much to handle for her and she was shouting, FUCK ME HARDER”, like a slut. After some time, they were done and wore back their clothes. But threw away Sruthi’s panties and didn’t let wear back her t-shirt and skirt.Then they got back on the car and were on a 20 km trip to Gokul’s. Good morning Annabel. I am Daniel." Daniel? A 'D'! From gossip it seems that all the Chandler males were given a name beginning with 'D'. Are you sure you are not part of the family?" Yes. Well no, I mean yes. It seems that I am related. A rather tenuous link though." How tenuous?" I believe that I am the great grandson of Robert Chandler." I have never heard of Robert. Who was he?" An illegitimate son of Lady Chandler, Dashwood's wife." Wow!" Her eybrows went up. "That must have caused some.