”“But?” I said.“Uncle John, my dad is in a very bad way. He may die. He had a kind of a relapse is what mom told me, us,” he said. “She an... Selena are by his bedside right now. I was too, but Mom thought that you should be advised, her words, about stuff. So, she sent me to let you know.”“Really,” I said. “That’s awful. I do hope he gets better. Tell your mother that if you will.”“I will, sir,” he said.“I see you are driving,” I said, nodding toward the car he’d driven up in.“Yes, for some time. Am not going to go into details of how we got acquainted and come straight to the point. It happened somewhere in 2007 when she came down to India with her family (husband and an 8 year old son).We met couple of time. Then her husband left for Punjab (his native place) and finally we had a full day before she left to Calcutta. We decided a place to meet and she left left her son at her relatives and came down.We caught a rick and started our journey to a hotel room. In the rickshaw I could just. No, he didn’t regret it and despite the guilt he knew that given half a chance he’d do it again. And more. He could show her how to get what she wanted from a man even if he didn’t know how to give it to her. He could make her see that it was alright to make noise, to let her body writhe in pleasure, to ask for exactly what she wanted. And it certainly wouldn’t hurt if in the process he’d get to run his hands over all that smooth creamy skin, kiss those soft full lips, taste that silky wetness. This originally was Anna’s idea she wanted Jim and some of his friends to come over and fuck her until the sun came up. Jim knew the right kind of guys that would be down to fucked Anna, fill her with come and could go all night. The deal was that on Friday night Anna and I would be home, Jim would show up with all his friends and the party would begin. Anna was excited and so she started that afternoon getting ready make sure to pamper herself appropriately for all the men she was about to.