She put her book aside and pushed herself up, trying but failing to stifle a groan of pain and irritation as she did. She used the arm of the couch to...push herself up, got her crutches, and went over to turn off the music. Normally she would have used a quiet evening to work on her own music, but the ache in her leg made it difficult to focus. Just let it go, she told herself and took a few deep breaths. It was an accident, could have happened to anyone. Let it go. She tried, but she was still. I was taking a few breaths with my mouth to recover myself. I wiped my face with the back of my hand. I couldn’t answer. I just couldn’t. I couldn’t say i liked it. More staring as I searched for the right words. After 5 breaths, Randy turned to put on his pants. "Fine you don’t have to answer. we both know." As he pulled his pants up and tucked his slick junk down into them he said, "You can play Xbox if you want. I'm gonna watch a movie and pass out."And with that he left me in. ’There was also an envelope which I opened. The short note said, ‘Charlotte, you have been all, totally, what I have desired in a wife. You were, still are, perfect to me. I am not sure how I will exist without you. Please know none of that other really matters. I am not sure how or why it happened, but you are my all, the completion of myself. I love you so much more than you could ever know. Edward.’I fell to weeping over this wonderful sentiment from Edward. He has now made my life complete.. So I was invited over to her place. I had clearly instructed Pallavi to wear a saree. I had my devil mind running something. So I met her at her place. She greeted me with a nice cup of coffee. Usually, it is very awkward for strangers to meet.But I make sure that it is decent enough and things don’t become that clumsy. A woman only opens up when she has comfort and space. I had already reached a good comfort overcall. So I took her to her bedroom and stood IN front of the mirror.We were.