Both showered praises on my culinary skill, validating my well-established formula of keeping men happy. “Feed them well, fuck them better.”“Son...,” Suvendu suggested, “Why don’t we celebrate our historic day with the Bong perennial favorite Hilsa fish?”“Ok, boys, get the best Hilsa in town,” I agreed enthusiastically.I wanted some alone time to share my experience with Vineeta. As they drove off, I made a WhatsApp call to Vini.“Oh, Sonali, I thought you must have eloped with someone.” Her. I-I thought it might upset you." It didn't although I must admit my first reaction was to bin it but it intrigued me. I talked about it to my daughter and son and they both said the same: "Meet her and see if you think it might work. So, being a good obedient father I did. I wondered whether you'd have written it if you weren't ashamed of your son."She shook her head. "Probably not. I..."she looked down, took a deep breath and then looked resolutely at him. "I think it might have been revenge. She started moaning. I started sucking it a little harder. I licked all over it and licked her chest between her boobs. She caught my head and pressed my face on her boobs. Then I went down and kissed the upper portion of her belly. I started kissing all over her belly. It was smooth and warm. She said "I am enjoying ur each and every move towards pleasure”. I kissed all over her belly “. She moaned and pulled her belly back. I caught her back and rammed my tongue into her belly button. I. “Well, you could have, but that’s water under the bridge, and at least this way you now have Michelle, which you might not otherwise. And that sorry twat is in the slammer, where she can’t hurt another man. It was only a matter of time. That cunt has borderline personality disorder, antisocial personality disorder, or something like that. No sane, rational person would do what she did. Period. She’s a danger to herself and everyone else. She really belongs in a psych ward, if you ask me,” Jamie.