Megan felt a twinge of guilt. He loved her, and thought she was sexy. Maybe she would be in the mood tomorrow. She was afraid that in the direction th...y were going, This might be the last year of their marriage. Next week was Valentine’s Day and it might be their last. The counseling session seemed to be a bust, and she was out of ideas. Megan fought back tears as she fell asleep. — Thursday Eric was almost ready to head out the door. He kept his gun on top of the cabinet next to the. In return, he smiled.After this, I simply stood in shock while wondering what was happening inside. At one point, I saw Reema, Tarun’s wife approaching the pool. She was not wearing any make-up, which made her skin complexion as dark as mine. As a matter of fact, she was only as pretty as I am except that she has bigger breasts.On top of that, she was wearing a night maxi! Can you believe it? A maxi that middle-class Indian women wear? She was wearing it in a four-star hotel!If I was not sure. ” She said with a wink. We went our separate ways but I will admit going home and jerking off thinking about that voluptuous goddess.It took her several days but she finally called and set up another meet. Not far from her office she met me at looked like an old warehouse. She was dressed similar to the other days I met her except her hair was in pig tails and she had on a bit more make up on. She gave me sly wink and a flirty smile as she shook my hand.She quickly explained it was an old. ” Wiping my mouth, I threw down the serviette and stood. “Come on. I need to make a call.”“Give me my locket back,” Callie insisted.Reluctantly, I handed it back. It was probably safer around her neck, anyway.Three hours later, after making some discrete inquiries, we were in an old photography shop surrounded by an eclectic mix of single lens reflex and digital cameras, lights, shades, tripods, and other odds and ends.Charles LeBlanc, a surprisingly young man, was studying the locket with an.