“Have you written about in your diary?”“Yes” she said turning for the door through to the hallway.“Well give it her then and then and I’ll...have a read whilst you strip off”.She passed me the thick journal which I called her diary and flipped to the page headed Friday and began to read her scrawled entry. After a week of silence from Steve, Fiona had been getting ready to leave for the weekend at around five thirty at night when her phone rang, the light flashing next to reception was going wild. ’‘I need to take Derby out poor dogs not been out yet. Do you need to walk Bailey by any chance?’ I messaged Liam. I needed to see him, we needed to talk.I messaged my kids to tell them where I’d be. Turns out they were sticking with their evening plans and were already ensconced at our friend's house. In a situation like this, spending the evening with my best friends in the world should be exactly where I needed to be and yet they were the last people I could talk to. Pete and I had agreed. She was shocked and could not say anything for the moment and hide her face in palms. Then I went to her and said “ tumne jhoot bola than abhi jab maine pucha tha maine sab dekha tha mein 11 baje hi aa gaya tha our sab record bhi karliya’ “tumhe sharm aani chahiye mom tum ek prestigious family ko belong karti ho. Agar papa ko pata chal gaya to who tumhe divorce de denge ya phir suiside kar lenge.” “bolo main kya karoo” She started crieng and weeping “and said mujhe maaf kar do sachin main ab. Dinner was great and we went to a bar at Greenbelt and had a couple drinks. She told me that her husband worked on a big ship and was gone again. Reslie was really turning me on with her smile and eyes. After some hesitations, we talked a bit about sex. She had been a virgin L(which her good girl friends had teased her about) until her last year in university, had had only two lovers, liked watching xxx videos, and finally got married five years ago but had no k**s. She admitted to.