Jeremy had lived most his life in southern states and although he wasn’t much for crowds in close proximity he was a social creature. Not in that ho... is the weather city superficial way, but in that how is your mom country way that seemed to make people here who didn’t seem to be used to genuine inquiries over small talk uncomfortable. Maybe it was his quietly intense stare. The way his eyes didn’t need to avoid and dart around to different objects and subjects. It showed in the culture to him. Thinking in my mind all these days.At last my special day came and I went to her home.I knocked the door,she opened it,she was in green&red pattu saree with loose hair and romantic aroma from her body made my gun fully loaded. She invited me inside,she locked the door,she requested me to be seated in the sofa.She offered me pongal,pulihora(tamarind rice),gaari.While eating,i asked about her kids & husband.She said,kids went for grandma home and hubby went for a project work(out of station).I. “What’s wrong, Baby,” I asked. She laid her head back on my shoulder and let out a deep sigh. “We’ve never had company stay the night before, I’m not sure how to act,” she softly said. “It will be just like when other friends come to visit, just a little bit longer,” I said as I squeezed her tight. I felt her body relax and say softly, “Yes, Master.” “All done,” I asked. “Yes, Master, all done,” she said. “Good,” I said as I spun her around and gripped her ass pulling her into me. “They will. I'm partly at fault, here. First, like I said, I didn't take the time to get to know him. I am supposed to be the leader in this section of the world and I should have done something with him. I can cite the cancer, being busy getting used to the new world, handling the crisis in The Town, and, while they all contributed to it, in the end, they're still excuses. I could have taken him with us when I went to visit The Town, which would have included him in the rescue and justice mission. It.