Prakash was already sweating with nervousness. Bindu was all decked up. Her pink and silver saree was tightly draped. She wore a mild perfume which Ut...am could smell in spite of the thick cigarette odor that filled the room. Prakash was constantly doubting his own decisions as he built up the courage to speak.“Ji, woh thoda traffic hogaya tha beech mein.”“Arree! Mere shehar mein traffic? Bada hogaya kya yeh shehar?” Uttam mocked him for the lame excuse. “Koi baat nahi Prakash Ji. Waise aaj ki. Her mom packed her a bag. Hinata was given the bag and told she was to go with me wherever I was taking her. She looked a bit surprised, but happy at the same time.I didn’t tell her where we were going or even give her hints. The man-in-the-machine showed me how to get electronic tickets that would only need to have a barcode scanned from my phone. I made sure she lost track of time as we had a fabulous meal with plenty of the suggested wine. She wasn’t drunk but wasn’t asking where I was. She sat by the window, watching the night. The evening mist covered the streets, and as the fog grew thicker, she sensed that something watched her.She took a quick reading of the wards around her home, if someone needed her, they would be protected under her roof. She needed to save her energy for the following night when she would patrol the streets, protecting those that needed it. She was anxious; her world was not exactly what she would have wished for, but every time she fought the ghouls. When she felt Fred’s hot come shoot into her ass she passed out.As the clock began to strike twelve he heard a knock on the front door. My heart skipped a beat and my cock became full erect, again. Fred looked over at his sleeping wife and figured that since she was the one asleep instead of him that he had earned the right to fuck Betty. Fred opened the door standing slightly behind so that the world would not see him naked and Barney brushed by him looking for Wilma. “I ya Freddy boy, where’s.