A few months after the last chapter was written, I found out howright I was. had we moved, things might have been different. The Fall was nice. W... went backpacking several weekends, and had aball. Monica insisted on sharing sleeping bags for warmth each timebecause she had “…gotten used to it.” Winter was cold, and on severaloccasions she had shared my bed, also to keep warm. Although admittedly there were other pleasures involved, not to mentionsimple affection, I. Looking over my shoulder when he’d stopped, I saw him take some lube and smear it over his swollen member, before taking two coated fingers, and inserting them gently in my ass.Groaning I lifted my hips up, still keeping my head on the bed, as he thrust them deeper making me gasp with pain as he pushed past my sphincter.“It’ll be okay…” he reassured me removing his fingers and guiding his shining, slippery cock between my cheeks until its head was pressing against my asshole.“I’m not sure if……”. Some how they will manage themselves for few more years till her graduation that is three and half year more. It was agreed that I will visit them in alternate month till I go abroad and after coming back the same thing will happen.I started to come home alternate month till I went abroad. I normally reach by Friday night and leave in the afternoon of Sundays. Mother has started to go to the Surya temple in the Sunday mornings and leave us alone at home. Being off day of the maid, we make love. The official post had been reduced but broadcast from cells in the US and the world had an up spike.First there had been tributes to his valor and leadership. But there had been a delay in Iran releasing any details about his death until after the state funeral. There had been some leaks courtesy of what little internet that got around the Mullah’s attempts to block outside news.The day after his funeral the truth started to get through, although somewhat watered down for a different outcome..