It gave me good comfort.Then she asked me “You said you regularly fuck — how – do you go to prostitutes?”.I said “No”. Then she asked me �...�Then who is that lucky girl?”. I replied ” Thereare some women employed in the godown — I enjoy them daily”. She said ” Are they young? — Are they good looking?”I replied ” No aunty — they are not young like you or beautiful like you — they are simple ladies – but they oblige me so I enjoy them”.Then she softly laughed and said “Am I beautiful to you?”. I. She wasn’t sure how he would do it, as Ronald had been particularly boring at times. His one favourite subject had been horses. He had been particularly upset that he couldn’t take his hunters with him to Iceland. Since Albert had spent a lot of his life raising horses, he didn’t think Ronald’s passion would be hard for him to adopt.The carriage they hired took them to a club that the rich tended to frequent. Here, the rich didn’t tend to discriminate between the sexes. The women could be just. I am Sandesh (name changed) 20 years from Bangalore a normal whitish brown guy with exact 6 ft tall and my life was going simply as usual I had a girlfriend but I broke up with her. Coming to my family there are 7 members they are me, sis, dad , mom , uncle , aunty and there child ( my cousin) . Everybody goes to there daily office works and schools and colleges nobody will be in home expect my mom and aunt but most of the time my mom also go out with her friends doing some social. .. now it's going to be impossible working with him, I'll need to find another job;" she murmured softly, "we both agreed that working together would be difficult if we developed a personal relationship..." She smiled to herself suddenly, as she stopped at the foot of the stairs. "Maybe that's the answer?"She walked upstairs to take a shower and prepare herself for another trying day of fielding questions, without betraying Marcus's confidences.It was still quite early in the morning and her.