“I know, but you just want the lay, I get it.” “It’s not that!” she guffawed. “It’s not?” he asked, eyebrows arched like he knew she...had worked everything out. “No, no it’s not.” She attempted a sip then pulled the hot mug from her lips, “We agreed that it was just…fucking and that was it.” “I told you, I don’t love you, it was a stupid word that slipped out.” He took a sip, his eyes serious. “Not the only thing that slipped out,” he continued, the edges of his lips turning up at their. I’m going to sleep and goes to her roomNext day on wedding day during breakfast Abhi comes and apologises to Mona….she forgives him as inside she liked all the things that happened but still she always fights hard to get.Finally the barat comes and everyone is dancing and enjoying, Mona is wearing a sleeveless black designer blouse and sexy blue saree which is showing all the curves and everyone is just trying hard not to look at herAbhi on the other hand is in awe and asks her to come and. The way you say it...it.. it made me tingle.” She waits a moment, letting the weight of that admission sink in. “Oh that only makes me want to say it again, and again. I want to make your cunt wet. As wet as mine.” “I don't know if that would have been possible. I was afraid to sit much longer and have it show.” She licks her lips. “I mean now. Right now.” That soft chuckle again. “Well you can't. Not now at least. We're miles apart.” She thought to herself, no I can't but something in the way. . intimately as I do, BPD is the most likely culprit. Maybe she can get some real help like she needs ... in prison,” I shrugged, “I’ll have to wait to have the papers ready, but as soon as I can, I’ll skip the process server and serve them to her myself in jail. Assuming that I’m allowed to visit her, that is. Okay, now enough about the ex. She’s a depressing topic.”“Depressing, yes, except when you think about the look on her face when she sees either or both of us with you at her trial or.