You've given me my life back, but something is bothering me and I'd really appreciate it if you were honest with me."I nodded and she continued."When ...larity and I were talking at the airport she warned me not to get to ... to enamored with you because you were already spoken for, and ... I'm not sure if she wanted me to tell you this or not, but she also told me that she was your wife. Is that true?" It is." I responded honestly, "I love your daughter with all my heart Mary, and I swear to you. I sensed that I had aged quite a bit. Not once, even for a moment, had I been unshackled and removed from their toilet-slave mechanism since the day they installed me. Over half of my life had been spent inside a single room--a bathroom, subsisting on nothing except female human waste and other body excreta (except for that one time that she fed me spit-soaked pre-chewed chocolate cake).The house had changed over several times in the years that passed. Laurie married her boyfriend and moved out. Patrick remained a bit longer so the three of them were again in the kitchen but Amala was squirming her round bottom on her chair a bit because she was feeling a moistening between her legs. Her eyes again met Patrick's and her non-answer earlier seemed to have given him confidence because he now looked assured rather than nervous.When he finally left, he said, "Goodnight, Mrs. Gupta, see you soon," and Amala replied, "Goodnight, Patrick, yes, see you soon."That night Patrick's wanking and. We mostly lost touch after he went away to college since I stayed local and started a small business. We'd get together for a coffee or drink once or twice a year when he did come home for summer break. The talk was always about his latest teachings in the tech industry. But after school, we lost touch completely. After college, I'd heard that he ended up marrying a girl from school and wished him well.As he approached my truck, I rolled down the window further to shake hands. I reached out to.