"Hi," the woman said in a sharp Brooklyn accent, "I'm Lauren - wife of Kushnati Koresh. My friend here is the wife of the eldest son of the Kalinin. H... calls her Victoria." I can see why," Henry said, conscious that she was watching him closely. "I understand that your husband wishes to discuss some financial matters." Henry looked across to where Kushnati Koresh was sitting in his wheelchair. He didn't look as if he was up to discussing anything much."Of course," said Lauren. "I will bring him. .. before I finish, my wife kneeled before him and started kissing his penis. WTF!! She suddenly said: "I'll give you a loyalty discount: $1500 per night." He slowly and lustfully replied: "If your husband doesn't interfere, bring him once a week, and I'll give you $1000 for every night. I will also guarantee a minimum of 3 sessions a month." FUCK: almost double my wage in cash. I sat back and watched him pushing my wife's head towards his penis. The he screamed: "You fucking whore! You spill. Soon we will both be out there in the world, and we will need this place more than ever, so etch its charm in your mind."This girl was lightyears ahead of most people I know in terms of forethought and open-mindedness and me. The expression wise beyond your years passed through my mind as I held her delicate shape. But it was also insufficient in describing Sarah. Life would try to beat her down for such forward-thinking. I'd seen it happen already with family and friends. So, it would be. And I suspected since I heard that conversation on her cell. And regularly I use to check her phone without her notice and I didn’t find anything and was little curious too whether she’s fucking another man or not?Few weeks passed her dressing style changed a bit she used to apply perfume which she hated and change in her behavior. I doubted somethings naughty. I just wanted for the right moment.Once she had school excursion to Hampi for two days and she told she has to attend this excursion as.