She tried to stop from being pushed into the van, with the oneblack guy pulling on her arm, and the other black man grabbing her by the waist,she went...where they wanted her to go, which was into the sliding side door.She ended up roughly on the floor of the van, with the guy whom she had beensucking, now starting up the car and just as quickly, as she heard him peelingthe tires as they got on the main road, the other black guy had a fist full ofher red hair, and was rubbing his cock head over. I dint her up, instead I did all the things that she would have normally done, prepared the breakfast (just for me), had tea and by the time I was finished doing all my pre-office jigs, the clock only crossed 8:15. “The other day, time was running faster than ever and today…” I just wanted to get off the house, go to office and complete everything and go somewhere alone, somewhere where I could find peace with myself and my inner self that was poking me for being a husband who got cheated by. I started inviting them to my restaurant and me and her son we both used to watch matches together. One more thing, Rajana and my friend used to live alone because her husband was abroad and used to visit them once in a six month. This was a plus point for me, now it was a regular affair I used to visit their home and they regularly used to visit my restaurant.Meanwhile, there was a Match of our favorite club but Saransh had gone on an excursion with his college friends, not knowing this I went. I have been here for over two weeks now and am just now starting to regain my strength. Several times a day and during the night she and a host of other nurses come in to change my saline bags and administer antibiotics. Every other day is bath day and is an ordeal I suffer through painfully. When Jennifer strips and bathes me, she still covers her mouth and looks away and gasps mutedly. The ugly scars on my entire body will never go away entirely the Doctors say. But at least I’m in stable.