Jenny stared at the screen for what seemed to be an eternity. Her back was to me, so I couldn’t see the expression on her face. She turned off the V...R and turned around to face me. Her deep blue eyes were welled up in tears and she looked at me with a look of profound hurt and sadness. I pleaded, ‘Jenny, I’m sorry. Please forgive me!’ I was in a panic, my heart and body was shaking in a intense agitation. I wondered if she would call the wedding off. I tried to embrace her but she stiffened. ‘Nearly–nearly done,’ I called back, unfolding the T-shirt he’d left me and rolling my eyes at the logo emblazoned across the front. Oxford University. Well, of course he’d gone to Oxford. When I finally emerged Luke was standing outside the bathroom door holding two steaming mugs. ‘Nice,’ he murmured with a smile, eyeing me up and down, his gaze warmly appreciative. ‘You look so much better in my clothes than I do.’ I felt the colour flooding my cheeks, growing hotter still when he noticed my. For the new readers, at first I introduce myself. I am Moni, late 40 and 5’-7”. I was born in a middle class Bangladeshi Muslim family and serving in a public organization. My whole life is lustful indeed. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from hidden places when they change attires.I. She said ina very soft voice, "Angel, your mommy was home with your brother andyour daddy showed up and barged into your house. Your neighbor told meshe heard hollering and loud noises coming from your place and that iswhen she called the police. She waited until your father had gone andshe ran over to check on your mommy. She found her in her bedroomunconscious and her clothes were all ripped and torn. Your daddy hurtyour mommy very badly, Angel, he did things to your mommy that he hadno right.