"Gerry, when we get married and even before where are we going to live?"Gerry looked at her blankly. He had not thought this through."You work in Lond...n, my sweet. I work down here. Are we only going to see each other at weekends?" No! I couldn't bear that." So do I give up my job?" That would be a pity. I know I'm based in London and would certainly have to go up there two or three days a week but, unless I'm in court or having to talk to people face to face in London, I could do a lot of work. ." I don't think so." But what other possible explanation could there be?" None, I admit. I still don't like it. I don't understand my environment. Can we exit, just to see what floor we're on?" Sure, there's a door at every landing." Matt walked over to the door, but found the knob would not turn. "Locked! Oh, look. There's a small notice here, saying BOTTOM FLOOR EXIT ONLY. That's right, it said the same thing on the top floor. There's a lot of security in this building. I know that a whole. It happened recently during bhaidooj,which is celebrated among the bengalis as bhaiphota…my grandma stays with us but she is paralysed on her right side so she needs someone to take care of her,generally my mom does the job but a my mom was to leave for bhaiphota to her mother’s place my aunt came to our house to take care of my grandma….her name is tanushree{name not changed}.she is a general bengali housewife,30yrs old and with great assets as a married lady would have,right amount of mass at. “Oh…No!!! Not today! Suck my ass”He looked at me reluctantly, but I pulled the only $20 bill that I had to my name and put it on the dash board. Without any more hesitation he pulled my pants off and flung my legs around his neck in one fell swoop. He sucked my already dripping cunt and throbbing ass like a hungry child although he was probably old enough to be my grandfather. After about my third orgasm I really couldn’t take any more, all of a sudden I felt a sharp stab in my pussy. I sat up.