Please don't do that. I can't afford to get involved in a divorce. If word gets out at the office it could ruin everything for me." I wouldn't dream o... hurting your precious career. I guess there's no hurry. I am going to look for an apartment. When I find one I'll come get the rest of my things."After the call I was miserable. I couldn't stand the idea of not having Abby with me. How could she have left me? She knew that I loved her. I started thinking about her having her own apartment and it. She lifted the mares tail, exposing the vagina, encouraging the men to gather around and look, 'Did you know he has just pumped one liter of sperm into her?'She smiled openly, 'And in less than a minute', a hint of disappointment in her voice, one of the men plucked up courage and asked if she was personally disappointed with that statistic, 'I think a longer fuck and less cum', is more appealing, and she laughed, her crudeness adding to her sexual awareness, her open innuendos, making them. When we reached the restaurant I asked her why she wasn’t wearing a bra for which she said it was too hot and she didn’t feel like wearing. I understood her concern as it was too hot during May in Bangalore. We then ordered some food and ate nicely. After paying the bill I asked her to flash me her boobs. She said she had one condition and it was that she wanted to see my dick. I happily agreed to it. We went back to the office and we went to the sick room and saw no one in there. I unzipped. I told her that I can be a good friend to her if she doesn’t mind my religion. She was happy with that. We had lunch and left the hotel in separate ways.After that day, we used to talk on the phone every day. As her parents were away, she was feeling very lonely. I became a good companion and a friend who was not letting her feel alone. She was really happy for that. We used to meet at different hotels and she started presenting costly gifts like latest mobile phones, perfumes, watches etc. I.