Where I landed was now empty. I didn’t know what was going on, but there had to be a damn good reason. I went ahead to walk off toward the nearby ci...y to find other transportation. I got a workout instead. Well, some exercise at least.Damn, is that dumb fucker is too stupid to get a clue. Now the dipshit deals with me.Maybe a hundred yards out of view of the elite family’s estate, that dumb shit was waiting with a small army of relatively well trained, expensive mercenaries. His cronies were. She could not quite put her finger on the problem.Perhaps, they were bored with each other.Perhaps, they were just bored with the everyday routines of living together-waking up in the morning, eating breakfast, Alan going to work, coming home from work, eating dinner, going to bed, getting up again in the morning. Even the sex was not as much fun as it was when they were first married. There was no longer any mystery or excitement in it. Alan often left her unfulfilled, which caused her to look. I've wanted to call for help so many times. But I couldn't bring myself to put my pride away and call you. I've been sorting through my life since Melissa was born. If you don't mind, I'd like to bring the kids to visit you in the spring. I know your Aprils aren't too busy, if that would be a good time."I told her I'd always make time for her."Don't ever worry about calling me," I told her. "You're the best friend I've ever had and there is nothing I wouldn't do for you."Beth told me she'd keep. That was going to be a torture, but aunty said it is better to suffer a week rather than lose our affair forever. However whenever she could she slid her sari to show her breasts to me. The third day after grandma had come, aunty whispered me to come to the kitchen. I was surprised, with grandma having bath in bathroom, how can we play in the kitchen? By the time I got to the kitchen, she had her blouse already open and thrust her breast in my mouth. The breast was of course swollen with milk.