I found her sitting at the kitchen table nursing a cup of tea. She looked hung-over and was wearing her ancient dressing-gown. I knew and hated that d...essing-gown. In the past, when we had lived further away from her than we did now, she had thrown it on in the mornings to come downstairs to make herself tea when she was staying with us. I much preferred to catch her as she was on her way to the bathroom for her early-morning pee. Then, straight from bed and with no time to spare, she would be. A stupid girl only rejects your proposal.Me: I don’t want to spoil my friendship with her.Varsha: u don’t worry you tell me her name. Rest I will do.Me: her name is Varsha.Varsh was shocked to listen to her name.Varsha: r u serious????Me: yes I am. I like you from the first time I saw. But I did not have guts to express my feelings.(Varsha stood up and went outside)I was damn scared whether she has gone to tell her mother about this.After 5-10 mins she again came in the room I was standing at. My body was craving sexual release, but my husband was still asleep. Now, normally when I masturbate, I use my toys and a porn video or two. I would also be naked. The problem with that was my computer and tablets were in the living room, and my toys were just out of my reach. Well, if I wanted my husband’s fingers to keep touching my nipple the way they were, which I very much did, the toys were unreachable. I slowly and carefully reached down and slid my fingers into my panties. I wanted to. Would that be acceptable?”They all exchanged weighted looks, and I knew they couldn’t figure out what to think of me. Finally, they agreed, and I turned to lead them out into the hallway with Alistair following me. I had a sitting room on the main floor for just this sort of thing – it was private and more intimate than trying to have a conversation in the main hall, and more comfortable too.It was incredibly surreal, walking down the corridor with four living ghosts following in my wake. I’d.