….I felt some one lift my thigh, place a hot, throbbing cock on my cunt and press my thighs together. I moaned in my sleep. I was refusing to get up... I was so sleepy.Prakash, brother of my hubby Rajesh, whispered in my ear “Bhabhi, Good Morning, Bhai left and will not be back for an hour. Can I fuck you?”I mumbled that Rajesh fucked me three times and I had no sleep and please let me sleep.Prakash said “Ohhh, I am sorry I disturbed you” and tried to lift my thigh again to release his cock.I. ” She grinned. “You know that we will be linked romantically if they do take pictures?”“I know and have seen the stories. They can say what they want. False stories never last so it’ll go away.”I think she was tempted to say something but she seemingly didn’t inquire. I thought to myself that I didn’t know about romance but friends I could tolerate. She had, at least to me, become a better person.We had come to the patio and I had waved her to a seat. I sat in another. We sat back enjoying the. Just the damning message, toxic as it was.Johnny's first inclination was to wad the message up and forget it. The thought that Patricia would cheat on him was preposterous — or it would have been up until a few weeks earlier.But the message crystallized some niggling little things that had — up to that point — been bubbling under the surface of his consciousness, nothing he could really point to that would indicate his wife was considering stepping out on their marriage, but there. She really had me angry now. All she'd needed to do was leave things alone until our raw feelings had a chance to scab over a bit. I could tell that we each believed the other was at fault. I wasn't about to change my mind, or to try to see things her way. This time, I was the one who got in his truck and left the farm.I had heard about some irrigation equipment that had come back on a defaulted loan to an agricultural financing company that had a branch office over in Barstow. I figured now.