But I also felt she kicked me out, because we barely talked after that. Emma went home for lunch or ate at her desk. If she did go to the canteen it w...s only after I left.I felt I had lost my special friend.I don't know why she distanced herself from me. It hurt. But no doubt it was nothing compared to what Emma was experiencing.Over the coming weeks I found out poor Emma was going through a messy divorce and enduring bouts of depression. She didn't tell me this but I walked in on a number of. Yyeeheeh........Fist.........shshhshhhh...........Fisssss.......... fuuuuuug..... mmmmmmeeeehhAndrea spun her round and leant her against the tree and knelt in front of her and ripped her riding britches down and slid her whole hand right into Harriet's gaping maw of a cunt.Harriet convulsed and shuddered in ecstasy, gripping Andrea's hair she babbled. “Hhaaaard............hhhaaarddddrr........yyyessssssss.........hhharrderrr.”Andrea was ramming her fist right up into Harriet's body. Violently. But the time together was warm, loving, and extremely memorable for me.I met Uncle Barry downstairs in the driveway just before six. In my opinion, his cheerfulness at that time of morning was absolutely disgusting, although his constant chattering on the way to the airport did help me stay awake. I had a really hard time handling that much enthusiasm so early in the day."What's the matter, Keith? Didn't get much sleep last night?" Uncle Barry finally realized how tired I felt."Umm, no, I guess. Woh mere upar chad gaya or aapne hooth mere hoothon par gada diye…aamrit ka swaad tha ushke lal surkh hoton main…mere uroj ushki noch kashot se dugne size ke ho rahe the…maine ushki shirt khol di aar jab marei nangi chati ushki chati se takrayi to mare santushti ke mere aakon main paani aa gaya…Ushka ling meri yooni dwar ke liye chatpata raha tha…Raju sayyad main entry le kar hardam ke kiye mujhe aapna bana lena chatha tha..usne meri sari ko utha panty ko noch dala..Ushka har sitam kitna suhana.