“Hi,” Deb said, her eyes red and puffy.“Oh, baby, what’s wrong?”“What’s wrong? He’s dead. The bastard is dead. He cheated on me. He tr...ated me like shit. He’s dead ... and I miss his sorry ass.”I pulled her into a hug, and she started crying again, and she buried her face into my shoulder. I did the only thing I could think of and walked her over to Paul’s recliner and sat down before pulling her onto my lap. She curled up in a ball and held on tight.Diana sat across from us on the couch and. Tim does not have his new suits yet. So what should he wear? The new shirts and ties are before him as he looks, wearing the close fit boxers which he is coming to love. But what can he wear?As always, Abbie comes to his rescue. She has him put on the pale blue shirt, one of the new tan pants they bought, and the tweed blazer that was delivered. A darker brown tie finishes the look. He, in a way, looks like a distinguished professor but will fit in well at work. Abbie quickly finishes. Bardhini shivered as her orgasm finally began to fade, and I admired the sight before me. There lay my bhatiji, a sexually driven woman, sweaty, and weak, drained of all energy, sliding her fingers through my cum, smearing it into her skin as she looked at me with the most loving look a Chacha could possibly hope to see.“Ok for an old man?” I asked.“Everything I could want in a man.” She answered, “No complaints, no regrets.” She smiled, “You?”“The horny dog is definitely satisfied.” I. "Ugh, Shonn groaned. That was the one problem he had been avoidingthinking about. "We can just have Neel invite two of his friends, right?Aemii can tell him to tell them not to go after Koralyne." It was thebest he had come up with."Optimistic," Miss Portland noted flatly, "but I suppose it'll do." Sheturned to Sidnee. "You can practice using Whisper on them at thebeginning as well."Alright, well it's up to you two from here out. I've done what I canfrom here and now I need to focus on this.