She hurried into her bedroom to change into a simple summer style dress, and then returned to her kitchen to set about preparing the ingredients for t...e tacos she had planned for dinner. When he had seen the items that she had been selecting while they were at the supermarket, JR had mentioned that he liked homemade tacos. She hoped that he like hers. She was going to prepare them the way a high school friend’s mother had taught her, with potato and cilantro mixed into the meat. She didn’t have. I walk her home and she invites me inside, it's very utilitarian and quiet. She'd lost her husband some years prior and I think she needed some hot, manly, rough love. I ask her if she's okay, she replies "I wouldn't mind some company, especially from a handsome young man such as yourself." We go inside and she brings out some more drinks and a couple of Carltons' she seductively sucks on the cigarette and drags her round arse on my end of the seat and she says "I've been very lonely but I have. “The blonde. Not your Semra… although you do have a hot wife.”“Monica has everything. Looks, intelligent but a cracking sense of humour.”“She looks like a cock jumper though.”“Well, she’s on husband number three.”Suddenly a job came in through the radio. I responded. Nothing too serious. My thoughts of Semra and her hot boss were put on hold. Apparently it was a woman with a nose bleed. She had told a policeman she misread a push door for a pull one. It happens.~It was now eleven o’clock. The. I was about 38 at that time with a firm muscular body This Health Centre was located in a real rural setting and life was very dull and boring. My wife refused to live there and I was thus left alone. I would remain busy during the daytime and would return home physically exhausted and hope to get good sleep. Unfortunately sleep was difficult. I sorely missed my evening Rum & Coke concoction (Gujarat is a dry state) and sex with my wife.My subordinates had engaged Hansa Bhen to do the house.