Why are you afraid of them?Grandfather: the other side is a police officer, son.Me: Who the hell is he?Grandfather: She (he corrected me).Me: What? Th...n we will look for a good lawyer, Raj. Do not worry. I’ll take care of it.Grandfather: She is already engaged to someone but not married yet. It turns out that he is a very good lawyer. He is the reason we can not litigate.“FUCK,” I thought to myself. I still remember his final wordsGrandfather: Do not spare them, Raj. (my grandfather and I have. She said she was ready, on condition that she wanted a threesome with her husband. I told her that I am not bi-sexual and not comfortable with a man joining the action. She said her man just wants to watch and he won’t join the action. Since she was the only contact I had at that time, I reluctantly agreed. We fixed up a date at night and decided to meet her at her home in Fort Kochi.On the agreed upon date, I went to meet her. It was a medium sized house build with good architectural sense. Laying her body over his, she felt his arms hold her to him, his thighs spread out to allow her to settle her legs between them, his manhood pressing up into her thighs hard and hot. ‘Kat.’ he hoarsely pleaded, ‘Kat…..’ as his tongue plunged deeper taking her as he rolled back over, his body pressing down hard onto her, his hands rising up to hold her head still. Mouth pressed against mouth, lips pressing down against lips, tongues duelled and rubbed, as body pressed against body. He couldn’t. Ben managed his best hangover-ridden smile while still kneeling before the toilet, both hands trembling, but firmly locked to the seat. There were slim chances, he thought, Becca hadn't yet looked at her phone. He knew her unlock pattern, so he could just...Her devilish grin let his every hope nip in the bud. Maybe it was also the fact that she was holding her phone demonstratively towards him, showing a WhatsApp chat history with a specific image in it. Or was it the fact that the picture was.