Oh Yeah, I was going to get married!I found a note pad and began to write down all the things that I was going to need to get done and a list of whom ... wanted to invite. I definitely would need a dress, my sister would need to be my bridesmaid, and I would need to get to a beauty parlor to get my hair done. I had no idea how on earth I was going to pay for any of this.My phone rang, my sister was getting back to me."Hi, Trudy." Hi, Jane, what on earth have you done now? Are you okay? Where are. I got an email from her , we chatted for few days and started to know each other then we had a video chat on facetime.Then we planned to meet and we met outside in select city walk saket. And had lunch and then went on a long drive. And made some love in the car.One fine day she gave me a call and asked to come at her home tomorrow as her husband will be out for 2 days.So as planned I went to the address she gave me.It was an apartment I called her and told her to pick me up from the gate and. “You want me to just do this?” I ask as my right hand dances along the fabric of the sharp crease of his trousers. He nods again and his Adam’s apple bobs.“So,” he says after a little nervous cough. “How long have you done this?“This?” My eyes fall to my hand, trailing up his inner leg. “Oh at least 30 seconds.”He laughs at the joke which isn’t a joke.“Feel better now?” Be less clinical, I tell myself. More confident.He nods again and gulps. My hand runs to his groin. With the pads of all four. She was at least relieved by thetiming of these demands. Ray and his parents where picking up the kids fromschool that day and taking them camping for the weekend. She had already plannedon driving to see her mother after dropping the kids off that morning. Nowshe would just have to leave from the motel. At least she would have a fewdays away from Ray and the kids to deal with what ever was to come. Again she had been led into the room and sat in silence for what seemed likean eternity. The.