He removed her bra and rested upon her breasts.“If I die tomorrow, I die a happy woman” Priya said, running her hand through his hair.“I won’t...let you go, I’ll follow you! ““I never knew you loved me so much Dev”“I wanted you from the time I discovered my sexuality maa..”“You had no other women before?”“Nope…Only you!”“And you hid it for all these years”“I was afraid what you’d think..”“And what did you do these years?”“Mostly fantasized about you, tried to find other women but that didn’t. “I’m the attorney for, and close friend of, Samantha Wheatmore,” Jameson began, pausing to let the name sink in.Samantha Wheatmore’s husband, the billionaire Stewart Peabody Wheatmore, had been found in the stables of the couple’s Westchester estate, shot once in the temple. An A-1911 Colt automatic was found in his right hand, but, from almost the beginning of the investigation, the police had ruled out suicide and focused on proving his wife guilty of murder.“I have known Samantha for many. I wasnt going to sit in the car dressed the way I was especially when I didnt know when hed be back and besides I didnt really trust him. As we approached the door it seemed to know when to open, a hand reached out and grabbed me and he helped push me in. The hand belonged to a black man and the next thing I saw where two others in the front room with sneers on their faces. Who she belong to one of them asked. I thought What ? What the hell was that supposed to mean? My hubby said I was an old. That's when I spotted the girl dressed as Emily, the Corpse Bride. Now, I knew all of Chuck's friends, but under her heavy makeup and mask, she was unrecognisable.I summoned the courage to approach her and was rewarded with a smile. I asked her to join me and she accepted. As we talked and drank I felt an attraction to her.It was during our first slow dance as I held her firm body against mine that I felt a familiar stirring in my groin. An erection was on its way and I hoped that she was so.