I went down to the ground floor to receive them and also wishing there should be any beautiful girl in the car.He got down from the car with his small...kid and his beautiful wife Ramya(name changed). I was excited to see the beautiful Ramya and introduced myself to her. She was wearing a dark blue saree and she bent down to pick her kid in her waist. I got a beautiful view of her navel when she bent down and it gave me a slight hard on.Arun said they are 4 members and his elder son who is 6 yrs. This was so much fun. I wondered if Belinda had as much fun in the shower all the time.If this was a dream, it was the most interestingly detailed one I had ever had. If it was a dream, I would probably wake up soon, and everything would be normal. On the other hand, this all seemed too real to be a dream. If it wasn't a dream, there were a bunch of questions that I would have to find the answers to pretty soon.Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off and finding a toothbrush, brushed my. For a moment all I could fix on was the bike, twisted and abused, lying broken on its side shoved up against the guardrail. After a few seconds of sickened staring and hoping the driver of the motorcycle would stumble into view mildly dazed miraculously unhurt, I leaned over the guardrail and looked down the embankment. There he was, crumpled like a child’s toy after a tantrum. I could vaguely hear the driver of the car behind me on her cell phone, screaming at 911 to get some here to help her. “What did you see?” I tried to read his face but there was nothing there. He betrayed no emotion.“I tried to call you,” I said. “You left your phone outside and I just...”“What did you see?” he repeated.“I heard a noise, and thought it was you...” I continued, struggling to find the right words that would somehow make my actions justified. “You were having sex with some woman.”“Ms. Mathews. Go on.”“Well, that’s pretty much it. I heard you guys talking a little. I heard you say that your uhh ....