"This man is perfect!", I thought.He walked over and gave me a peck on the cheek. "I wasn't sure you'd show up", I said. He laughed out loud and told ...e that there was no way he was passing up a home cooked dinner from a beautiful woman he'd met in a supermarket. "Worst case scenario; dinner is terrible, and we never see each other again. Best case? We have breakfast in the morning." I laughed and directed him into the house. I finished lighting the grill, and walked back in the kitchen to see. I was like every average mom and wiife: regular job, bills, chores. Except I am in no way normal. I had been married to my emotionally-abusive and distant husband for almost thirteen years. The best thing to come out of the relationship is a four-year-old daughter.We were at that stage in life where anything that could go wrong, already had. And we were done trying to be nice and play it off. Our relationship failed -- on my part for always being wrong, and his part for drinking and controlling. All I wanted to do was wrap my arm, which lay under her, around her sleeping form and fall back asleep myself just like this. But why couldn’t it just be that simple? A voice in the back of my head answered, maybe it could. With my free hand I brushed some hair away from her face, and she shifted in her sleep, but didn’t wake up. I smiled to myself. Well if this was going to have to end tomorrow anyway, I could at least pretend for right now. I wrapped my arm around her waist and rested my chin. Her mother is a sexy lady in her 40s. During night Gavya made a plan and again shouted in pain. Her mother came and asked herMom : what happened.Gavya : pain in chest please massage me like yesterday.Mom : k dear you sleep I will massage.This time Gavya removed her nighty and asked her to massage her boobs. Her mom was in shock but Gavya convinced her saying that it gives relief more quickly. After a minute Gavya started to feel the pleasure and started to moan.She slowly moved her hands close.