I wondered if I needed Nicky quite as often, or whether her presence was stopping me moving on. After two years I could divorce Sally for desertion, a...d that seemed to be the only probable future for me.Nicky was far too young for me, of that I was sure; she needed a younger man. I now began to feel guilty at keeping her from a happy single life. I resolved to talk with her about it when she returned. It was complicated by the fact that we got on so well together, were so much at ease with each. What time is it?" It's 8:30. I came home to change but I gotta get back to the office. Are you okay? I'll stay if there's something wrong."Rubbing my eyes I said, "No, nothing's wrong. Do what you have to do."I trailed Ron upstairs but took a detour to Mike's room. Peeking in, I saw the messed up bed and his clothes on the floor where he left them. Then my eyes opened wide. I ran into the room and grabbed my robe, throwing it under Mike's bed. And then it hit me -- my son hadn't come home.. Plus, it has the effect of making me feel like a whore. Which turns me on. And so… The trouble with taking a load is that one is never enough and I’m back on the site and there’s a message waiting from five minutes earlier from a big lad of twenty-four whom I do remember having seen before. ‘Some cunts and time wasters here. I’ve only got twenty minutes. You free by any chance?’ He likes to be dominated. Unfortunately, so do I. And generally I won’t go down that road, turning dominatrix. I. Sakshi manneko tayar nahi ti use to maja aa raha tha muze gidgidate dekhke.Usne muze pucha ki “ tum kuch bhi karoge mai jo kahungi?”Mine rote hue kaha ha “tum jo bhi kaho mai karunga par Divya ko mat batana.”Wo ander hi ander muskura rahi thi usne kaha “thik hai par agar tumne mera kehena nahi mana to mai turant use bata dngi ki uska bhai flat leke kya gul khilata hai. Aur phir wo tumhare mummy papako bata degi. So koi bhi bat tumh tal nahi sakte soch lo..”Maine uska kehne man liya. Usne kaha.