“N-nothing!” Greg panicked, trying to hide theevidence.“NOTHING?! What the fuck do you think I am, stupid?!”Mishi shouted, ...20;Is that it? You think you’re betterthan me, you little worm? You think you’re smarter thanme because you’re allegedly a man?! Hunh?”Greg sat there, hunched in a defensive posture, staringup at his mistress in fear, eyes wide, not knowing whatto say to appease her.“Answer me, you fucking faggot!” She yelled. There had been no further talk of the party, or anything sexual between Peg and I. In fact she hadn't said much of anything to me. Obviously she was disappointed and a little miffed at her husband. She would get over it I thought. Nothing was said about Carol and I at all and she had talked incessantly about that before. I knew she was upset but still proud of her for staying with what I had asked of her. I made a mental note that I owed her big time and to make it up to her soon. I thought of. I eventually drifted off to sleep after calming down, realising the alcohol in his system probably had something to do with the way I was treated.I woke up at 10.03am the following morning, as usual, feeling grotty. I pulled a loose fitting low cut black top over my silky hair and perk boobs and sauntered over to his window which I threw open. I swung my long, soft, sun kissed legs out the window and leaned over to my marlboro's which I quickly lit. I was amazed at how this thin stick could. We reached Madikeri and booked a hotel for stay. I daringly booked a double bed room instead of asking her whether she need a separate room, and she didn’t object either. We changed Our dress and it was an evening we started towards at the function place. While coming back it was raining heavily, by the time we reached hotel room from parking we were completely wet.I changed my dress in the hall and was sitting on the chair and Mil was in washroom changing her saree , but the room door was.