I was afraid that Rishi would see that.“Stop it… what are you doing Mr Patel?”, I exclaimed. But he tightened his grip and began to squeeze my a...s cheeks.When he saw me biting my lips, he grew confident and inserted his hand inside my legging. He began to rub my pussy and kept looking behind.“Please Mr Patel… my husband could come inside”, I begged.“I too want to cum inside darling”, he whispered in my ears.Mr Patel told me that he will visit my house the next day and if I wanted a good deal. And they had left me alone. I guess my bud, mister Hightower, had delivered my message—thank God! There is indeed an upside to everything.“So, Anna’s doing okay then?” said Lea.“Yes, and that in more ways than one,” said Carlton.“Oh?” said Lea.“Yes, she said that she saw our man going into Pearl’s last night. I know I’ve put off contacting the man, kinda giving him a chance to cool off. But, coincidentally, now that I’ve asked Jim to start looking for him since he disappeared those months ago.. Even so, any kind of an investment fund would leave him on the edge of not having to work again, at least at Bradford prices. While Dave intended to stay at Duncan and Fyre for a while, he was becoming increasingly detached from the office politics and hassles -- all he really wanted to do was his work and stay above the petty stuff.Not much came out of his meeting at the office, either. In the days before this trip to New York he'd finished up Maiden of Hvalfjiordur, thinking it was a pretty. Like in my drawings.’ ‘Whip you? Why? What good do you think that’s going to do you?’ ‘I…I don’t know. I…just want it to stop. I want it all to stop.’ ‘What to stop, Wendy? I’m not going to try to guess what’s going on in that brain of yours. So let’s hear it.’ Suddenly Wendy broke down crying. ‘I hate my life! I can’t stand myself! Those pictures…that’s what I want to happen to me! And no one gets it, no one understands…not even you! I thought…you’d understand…but you don’t!’ As Wendy buried.