I asked him what the gift was.He smiled and said it was a secret. He also refused to divulge why we were going to Delhi.When we got down, we were very...warmly received by one couple Mrs and Mr. Saigal. She was gorgeous with milky white complexion, heavy tits, slender waist and hips almost as big as mine. She hugged me not like a stranger but like a lover, crushing her tits on mine and planting a very wet, sloppy kiss on my cheek and told me I was more beautiful than she imagined. I wondered what. I was not a popular man in certain circles in North Dakota. They had been trying to hold me up, for as much money as they could get; but since I had gone public, their argument was foundering, particularly after the photos were published. Apparently governments everywhere feel their job is to rip as much money from the public as they can. It's all 'for the good', of course. I kept wondering: for whose good?While all this was going on, Rachael had identified several of the people following me.. It’s her sister’s, who died. We just adopted her.”“And you intend to stay married to her? You know that it may raise some eyebrows.”“For the time being yes. At least until the citizenship issue is resolved. But we intend to keep a very low profile on that.”He looked at me intently for a moment before nodding. I was quite sure that he knew something more than he let out.“On the other hand it should not matter very much, Greg. You see, that I think that we cannot use your services for much. This all went on for several months, me listening outside as they fucked. My load getting shot all up the wall.One particular night as they retired to their room, I could hear her gagging on his cock as she sucked it. Moaning out that it was so big. Well I was in for a surprise...! Now her door has never shut properly, due to it being held closed by a ball detent. Thinking of this, I decided to get brave. I ventured out into the hallway to listen in, bit this time I decided to push the door.