‘I’m so sorry.’ I looked at her for a moment, considering what she had said and what she had implied. It didn’t change anything. I’d never e...pected it to. ‘It’s been in the past for a while now,’ I said. ‘I want to change that,’ she said, ‘if you’ll give us a chance. We . . . I want to make it up to you.’ ‘Kate,’ I said, ‘I’m not trying to make things hard for you. I’m not trying to make you grovel and beg so I can feel like I won.’ ‘I know,’ she replied. ‘You wouldn’t do that. Even after the. She liked me very much and me too. She used to wear nighty at home and sari while going outside. She was so sexy in her sarees. Coming to the incident. I used to go her house every Saturday directly from my hostel to her home as it was near easy for me to wash my cloths and do my stuffs. Usually I reach there by 4pm in the afternoon. But on this special day I was late due to sudden bus strike in the locality.. Somehow I reached her home by 11pm. I thought she already slept and I knocked the. Fran wasn’t aware she had entered the bedroom and mechanically walked near the bed in a trance. She gazed down at the coupling, at her mom’s gasping for air and shivering through her orgasm, at the man whose eyes were fixed on her now. She gazed down as the man smiled up at her and in a swift, controlled motion, rolled the two of them on the bed while his cock remained deep inside her mom. Her mom gasped at the sudden movement and the man was between her legs fucking furiously. It was then that. Dad liked Alex. He asked me frequently when I was going to break down, give in and marry him. In one of our last conversations, he told me he was going to stop asking me that because he had decided that it was a forgone conclusion. He started to call me and leave voice mails for 'Ms. McElroy' just to tease me. One day, I realized that Dad was right. That night, by sheer chance, Alex asked me again. I couldn't refuse."We both look away from each other. George seems to realize how difficult it.