My lover then made it a routine to go out early in the morning and come back late in the night. Like that, it went up to a month and yet he couldn't f...nd himself a suitable job. Sardarji didn't raise it as an issue, but I started losing my patience. My lover had stopped long back having sex with me, because he arrived every night dead tired. One day I told our sardarji that I wanted to go to Gangaji (river Ganges) and have a snaan (bath) and pray her to bless us. He took me to Ganges. The river. "We just need to talk." The boys are fine, Emma." Rich gives her a sheepish grin. "But we do need to talk with our guests." Well," She harrumphs. "Brin give me a hand with the food." But Ma." Brin gives the universal whine of all teenagers, who are dragged away from the juicy conversations."I'll get Diana." Catherine dumps Billy Ray on the floor. Rich waves at his boys to pick up their brother and carry him to a bed. They shuffle out of the dinning room, dragging Billy Ray. I smile after them. Debbie was dressed in a black pants suit and black heels, she looked important. And sexy. Very sexy. Her hair was pulled into an elegant knot at the nape of her neck, and her makeup and nails were done perfectly just before she left the house by professionals.So why would a woman like Debora Fields doing on a city bus when there were three luxury sports cars in the garage? Because underneath her pants suit Debbie wore a sexy red corset for work. She wasn’t an important business woman, though. “Please Knock Before Entering” read the large-boldface sign on the wooden door. I knocked lightly on the door, my nerves already taking control of me. “Come in,” a male voice said. Gingerly, I opened the door to see a man I knew all too well, Detective Liu Chang. “Well, look who it is,” he said mockingly with a smug smile on his face. “I remember you,” he added. "So tell me, Ashley, have you been keeping your clothes on at the beach?” he asked as he leaned against his desk. “Yes sir, I am..