“Oh my God, Andrew. I am so damn sorry!” she said. “Your face!”“I was in a fight. It happens,” I said. “No big deal.”“Jesus, I am so...damn sorry. This is all my fault. I don’t know what to say, do, think...”“No need, no need to worry. We only got two hours, and there is so much to say,” I said. “I don’t want to talk about some chulo asshole. Okay?” She nodded, but it was a worried nod.“Did you get the pic of Kari I sent?” she said. She knew I had. I’d written her that I had. “But I guess she was. It’s pretty impossible to hide an erection from someone that’s sitting on you. I’m going to die of embarrassment and sexual frustration. What the fuck is my life? I run my palms down my face and sigh loudly. ‘Sorry, I thought you were an intruding, zombified polar bear attempting to steal the last of the oreos.’ She laughs and I can’t help but grin a bit back at her. She stands up and takes the shards to the trash and returns shortly to help me up. I groan in protest. I’m perfectly fine with. I kissed her face, lips, vulva, anus and hips to make her enjoy. She still was unhappy that why the big load does not get in her chhotisi chuti. I thought to have Chris, you my heart Fozia and baby doll all to be in my bed enjoying great fucking. Her mother asked her for help but told her parents in kiddy pampering voice that she wished assist only guest sir and will not do other work. Climate was cool in a/c room and I had quilt over me. She simply came in bed talking me for tea but pulled my. As he neared the door her heart began to pound. The doorbell rang. It occurred to her that maybe she should hesitate for a moment. She did not want to appear too anxious. She did not want him to know...but, deep down, she realized that he would know – just as he always knew. He embraced her with a kiss. Ordinarily, she would have gotten lost in his kiss, but not today - too many thoughts were swirling in her head. He took her hand and led her to the kitchen where she had opened a bottle.