Mere pati to yeh sab dekhkar jaise pagal hi ho gaye, unhone mujhe turant apni bahon me bhar liya, aur kaha jaan mai shayad is duniya ka sabse khushkis...at pati hu jo mujhe tum jaisi patni mili, phir wo mere sar se lekar har jagah mujhe chumne lage, mai bhi unke chehre aur gardan ko har jagah chumne lagi, meri aadhi se jyada lipstick to unke face par hi khatm ho gayi, uske baad unhone mere lipstick se bhare hue lal hotho par apne honth rakh diye, aur hum kafi der tak french kiss karte rahe,Phir. I met Naoko between classes. She studies economics at the same university. We talked for a while and she seemed really nice to me. She was 20 years old and couldn’t remember her real parents clearly. She told me that she really was a virgin and would stay it until she would marry. But so far she had no interests in men except that she serviced them at business meetings. She watched those meetings listened and learned from it while she serviced some food,’ tea or later alcohol. She admitted that. Shanice finished, put her panties and dress back on and walked back down to Jonah. Addie was laying on the couch, her head in my lap and asked me, “Stop it, please. I don’t want to see the next part.”I couldn’t stop it now, even if I did want to, which I didn’t. “Close your eyes then,” I told her. Unlike last night, I thought I should give her at least that much.Jonah took her hand and led her into his office, pushed her down onto his desk and ripped her panties off. I had glanced down at Addie. ‘I don’t have one,’ he stated lightly, his voice as smooth and rich as the softest velvet. The look on his face could not hide the fact that he was finding amusement in her discomfort, not in a mean or leering way, but in a way that kept her pulse skittering, her nerves high. He motioned for her to move closer but she wasn’t moving, her body frozen in place. ‘What do you mean, you don’t have one? We’re not . . . you can’t,’ she stammered, then took a defensive stance as she had on the previous.