Clark continues to stare at the frame. He then looks at me.“Huh...I don’t see ya Luke in the picture. Where were you? Sorry for being so noisy.....I’m just a very curious guy.” With the stern look on his face eyeing me down, I clear my throat again.“Oh uh...I was away on my own vacation down in Mexico with my buddies.” I look over at Violet quickly only to see her staring at her husband nervously.“That’s pretty awesome Luke. It’s actually kind of funny, because my wife was in Cancun around. Saves the local hospital being clogged up with a load of drunks with bloody heads," She said as she attended to my wound.Maggie was surprisingly gentle, and under her ministrations I relaxed and felt comfortable for the first time since leaving Afghanistan."I don't even know your name, and here you are up in my boudoir,"she said, grinning. "My name's Maggie, but you know that already." Just call me Des." OK, Des. Tell your Aunty Maggie all about it."Her breasts softly pillowed my head, making. Finally he put the bottle on the table. "It was a long time ago, and it was ugly all-round. There's the truth you're looking for. That's it." He spread his hands briefly as if to apologize for his words, but then he went right back to his dinner.That wasn't the end of it, but he was right. And he was, at the heart of him, an honorable man. Sophia put aside her immediate reaction and watched him eat, reaching out for the thousand questions that had driven her to chase the Silvana."So there was. I have many boys in my college who eyes me and try to rape me over my clothes but I have always eyed my dad since I was younger. My dad work in a pvt company at good post and normally comes back at 6 in the evening. My mom teaches in a coaching institute and goes at 4 in evening and return backs at 8 in night. So normally my dad comes 2 hrs before my mom after reading the stories on ISS and I decided to take my chance. So one day when dad came from office I wore a very tight shirt with the top.