I doubt very much that separation would have shocked her into change, and divorce would have inevitably followed. I find myself wondering if that migh... have been best. But such thinking is futile. I did sell the house. I did stay in Cambridge. And we did stay together, if peculiarly. My life become one of memory and fantasy. Memories of days, nights, experiences, with Julie and Anne, and other women, some of whose names I could not even remember, some of whom I was surprised to realize I had. Aunty nahane gayi thi or mai bedroom mai hi tha maine key hole se dekhnd ki koshish bas unka back nazar aaya toh mai bed par aakar baith gya plan ke anusar mai jaanbhuj kar bf dekhte hue apna lund sehla rha tha or mujhe pta tha aunty bahar aane wali hai ekdum se unhone gate khola or mujhe dekh rahi but unhe aisa lga mujhe pta nai.Unhone khaste hue mujhe ishara kiya maine natak karte hue apna lund bahar hi rehne diya or woh unhe salami de rha tha woh black colour ki nighty mai thi jisse woh. Then he made more funny faces at Tara. Tara was utterly charmed, Eric thought Warren was "neat", and Sophia couldn't stop smiling. She'd never had another boyfriend who even acknowledged Eric and Tara's existence. What a guy, she thought for about the millionth time in the two weeks that they had been going out."You're really good with little kids." I like 'em. Always have. And Eric and Tara are cool." You've got these at home, didn't you say?" Yeah, but a little bit older. Ryan is eleven, and. I suppose this would stop quarrels from getting to much out of hand.The raiding parties are out for loot and women. The women they take back for concubines, but are treated like slaves seldom do they take male hostages.Why they left Jane she doesn't know. They had staked her out wanting to know where she had hidden her salt, which seems to be worth more than gold.She was so surprised that I had so much and every ration pack held a small packet of salt. I included a few packets to take with us.