She was a very skinny women and kind of plain in a rustic way, no make-up, granny glasses, but don’t get me wrong she still was a good looking woman... What drew me to her was her eccentric dress. Rachel dressed like an 1880’s old west bar girl, long skirts, high laced boots, cotton blouses and funny striped stockings that women wore in the 1890’s. Like a moth to a flame, I just had to sit next to this women. By the look she gave me she wanted the same. I sat next to her at a two person table. I thanked rani profusely for her help. Without it i would have been lost time after time.. I often told satish that he was a lucky man to have such a talented wife.one evening after a very nice dinner, we were sitting around talking and rani asked me when my wife would return i told its hard to be without her and she would return after five months as she had gone for delivery to her parents house. Rani seemed a little embarrassed that she had asked.One saturday in december, satish and i had. While at work on lunch, I couldn't stop thinking about licking a cock and so I started to search for a playmate online. I had never done this before so I was nervous but felt comfortable doing it in my hotel room. I responded to a few posts from guys that were looking to hook up with younger guys. One guy was a daddy looking to have his cock sucked by a younger guy. We chatted and I told him that I was interested in having him over so I could suck his cock. He sent me a cock pic and I. Mom screaming and I was too small to help. When he disappeared it was much better, but still pretty shitty. We never had any money, I had to do the cooking if I wanted to eat anything else than sandwiches. Mom was mostly in bed. I can see now she was depressed. Wistfully weak violet, dark grey. Then black. She killed herself. I was gone for a week for a big chess tournament. I was eighteen. I won – my first big win and it almost made me a grand-master. I was excited about having won, felt happy.