”“I will,” I said, feeling sober.Mayor Wright stalked away.Imogene shifted. “Well ... uh ... that was...” She swallowed. “Um, this way, St...ve. Your office is right this way.”I nodded my head, ideas already percolating in my mind. The door still had Mayor Wright’s name in gold letters on the frosted window. Imogene opened it, her desk just to the side. The room was larger than the rest of the offices, a wide window looking out onto the front of the city hall and the bustling Founder Street. Do you always carry that around? I asked as I eyed the surprisingly large vibrator the twin held in her hand. A few chuckles flowed past her lips. We both do, she explained, obviously referring to her sister. Better to have one and not need it&hellip, I started. She smiled and nodded. Exactly, she said. But that was the last word she spoke before getting back to work. Once again kneeling between my legs, she activated the vibrator and guided it to my pussy. OH GOD! I moaned as I felt the tip. I want to help his child, the child did not do anything wrong and these were funds that I never expected. What do you think Mike?’ I was shocked, and humbled. Here was the wife of a philander, wanting to do something good for the child her shit-of-a-husband had fathered. And SHE was asking what I thought? ‘Mary, you are most wonderful upright, honest and whatever other good thing I could come up with, cheated upon spouse that I ever heard of. You would put Mother Teresa to shame. I don’t wish. My bench mate Rajesh had been going out with Tulsi (our college junior studying in 1st year degree). Tulsi lived in the same area as of mine. She had known Rajesh for 4 years and had been madly in love. Rajesh being my bench mate used to describe how he has been kissing, pressing and fondling her breast and even fingered Tulsi once in the back seat of a movie hall. He even disclosed that Tulsi had sucked him in the movie hall. They never had courage and never got chance to really got involved.