“Have you eaten?” Joe asked her.“Yeah. I got take out for me and Essie. Managed to get it down.”He nodded. She kissed him and Cheryl and becam... a mother to her and Cheryl’s kids. She was tougher than Cheryl and Joe with them, but more compassionate at the same time. Joe tended towards trying to communicate with their much younger minds. Cheryl played. They loved them completely but showed it in different ways.“You don’t remember coming here,” Joe said to Eddie. “But do you remember why you’re. I wondered if he was playing with me or was this some kind of a test. I told him I’ll never cheat on him but he insisted and one day revealed that it was his fantasy to watch me with someone else. Cuckold he called it, he said I can start an affair now and narrate to him on phone what’s going on and when he returns he will watch me have sex with the other man and satisfy his fantasy. I refused and he got angry. The tiff increased as we talked less during his next few calls. But when I couldn’t. Guess what? His running off was a huge problem. My mother had been running the house while the asshole had been the director of a great company; lots of cash and so on and so forth. At least he left us our great villa that was worth pretty a deal of money. Unfortunately, we had to sell it to be able to survive, because given my mother hadn't had a proper formation, she encountered serious trouble in finding an actual job. On the bright side, the money from our villa bought us some extra time to. She too talk in a formal way. The conversation in early days was below one minute and it grows up day by day. Surprise was she started to miscall me when she going to have lunch.On sreekrishna jayanthi, we visited nearby famous temple. She was in saree and I was in dhothi. She was getting younger when she wear this type of dresses. On my birthday I invited her to my flat telling that there is a small party and insisted her to come in saree. On birthday, I was on leave. I prepared food and.