We went to the restaurant I had in mind and ate. The conversation was light, like a father and his daughter and I was able to get Danni to laugh a bit... which was a good thing. After dinner we left to go to a movie. I stopped at a liquor store and bought some sweet wine coolers. I gave Danni one and whispered it was our secret. She winked back at me, and said ‘OK’ in a conspiratorial tone and started to drink the intoxicating beverage. I didn’t want her to get drunk, as I wasn’t sure I could. His erection, fantasies of seeing his mom have sex again, mixed with more guilt, anger with himself contributed to his sleeplessness. He was a mess.Near dawn, Curt was awoken from his very light slumber by a car door slamming shut. He gasped, sitting straight up in bed and nearly tumbling off it. “Mom,” he said.Throwing the covers off, he peeped out through the blinds of the window. He could see a car backing out of the driveway and his mother walking toward the front door. “All night. She was. These injections work!" He continued to type as his console.I nodded and then looked back to the monitor of Abigail, not trusting myself to make a verbal comment. Fateen was right, I thought. My discipline does serve me well, well enough to hide a disgust that was without boundary."I'm ready for you to key in your final approval sir." The Priest then laughed again. "Last chance to change your mind! It's the easy road out sir. With her flags, divorcing her would tie you up with an execution. Mei aksar Meera aur Asha ke bareme soch kar muth mara karta tha. Mei jab bhi Meera ko piche chhe pakad ke pyar karata to mei uske boobs ke barabar niche hath dalake boobs ko upar ki aur halaka sa press karata jisse uske boobs upar uthate aur mei uske gale me mera muh pichhe ki aur se aage dal deta jis se uske boobs ki darar saf dikhati aur fir mei bathroom me jake muth marta. Muje uski gaand aur Chut chatne ke khayal aate rahte. Raat me mei kabhi kabhi Meera ke boobs daba leta tha lekin usko.