Mangat sat on the couch, his head bowed.With an assertive voice, Bindu asked. "For what you have come here? We have no relation now."Mangat looked up ...nd said. "I know that, Bindu. I have deep regret for what I have done to you. It was my fault that I left a wife like you waiting while I messed with that whore, Kamoo."Bindu was standing silently in the corner, not looking towards Mangat.Mangat continued. "I know I don't deserve forgiveness, but I am pleading for it. Trust me, I have left all. "Ahh, I've foundthem" Denise cried. "Must have slipped out of your bag or pocketearlier and then got kicked up against the sink wall. Here youare Mrs Mitchell.." Denise handed her the keys. "Oh thank you dear" she took the keys from Denise, "and thankyou too dear for helping me look. Sorry to disturb yourappointment. I'll let you two girls get on now" and shedisappeared back behind the dryers. As she opened the door, thealarm sounded again and then silence as the door shut. "Phewwww" Denise. ” “I don’t have that many clothes to begin with.” I said with confidence, “You will.” I took the bikes off the rack first and wheeled them into the garage, then took the coolers inside. I didn’t ask her to do anything with them, but when I went out to bring in more stuff, Emmy began emptying the coolers, putting things away, in the dishwasher, fridge or trash, depending on where they went. When I took the clothes in, I left them in the utility room so they could be sorted, and the dirty. .." Can I see yours?" She blurted out."Oh." I was taken off guard. Normally I wouldn't be too concerned about this question had it come up in a different situation and probably not against the idea either but I didn't want to expose her to adult sexuality, namely, my hard on. "That would be a little awkward sweetheart." Daddy I just want to see, you know, a boy." I know honey," I was trying to let her down gently, "it's just that..." But daddy, you saw me, it's only fair."I looked at her.