Fairly rich, tall and good looking chap. They did make a handsome couple. Avantika was definitely not working for money. Job was just a time pass. One...fine day over a coffee break the talk spilled over to families and I blundered in asking her about her kids. I think I blasted the gates of a dam as she burst out crying. I made her sit in a nearby chair and gave her a few tissues to dry her eyes. She soon controlled herself and dried her tears. I apologized for my remark and made myself scarce.A. We talked to Frank, my brother-in-law, and Helen's sister Madeline, and they're sure not happy about this. But, they've agreed to go along with her wishes. And that, young fellow, has me very puzzled. Frank is not a man to give in to something like this, so easily. I can't get him or Madeline to talk about it, either. They can't--or won't--explain what's behind all this, except they've agree to let Marilee say here. They admit that it's probably for the best that she won't go back to Kansas. She tingled when he angled his head to whisper into her ear, waiting in anticipation for his next words. When he spoke, the tingle intensified andflowed to every erogenous zone. ‘When you masturbate, do you take your panties off?’ John’s fingertips slipped underneath the waistband they had been tracing. ‘Usually.’ She hesitated, gathering herself to elaborate the way she knew he was hoping for. ‘Most of the time I take them off, and… lay under the covers. But sometimes, if I don’t really think. Looking up at Treeya, Martreen, using a healer's voice of authority told her, "He's lost a lot of blood and I think he's gone into shock. It's a good thing you kept him covered, otherwise he'd be dead right now." Then offering Treeya a confident smile, her voice becoming less professional, more vulnerable she said, "Treeya, I promise you I will do everything in my power to help our four legged family member." I have no doubt of that Martreen. Thank you." Treeya replied in a subdued.