We started talking about my life studies extra activities and talking took us to her husband’s demise. She was sobbing slowly and I tried to mourn h...r by putting my arm around her back and scrubbing it.She was wearing a saree with a blouse and her back was somewhat naked.She kept her head on my shoulder and started speakingK: You know I miss him.Me: Yaa that’s true, loved ones are hard to forget.K: I am feeling lonely.Me: Yes I know.K : ( Getting up ) Do you want some coffee?Me: “No “, and just. Her twenty-second, as it happens. She’d brushed out her hair so that it hung loose about her shoulders, and she smiled when I caught her eye, moving towards me, the silk moving on her body in a way that told me it was her only garment. Without hesitation she moved into my arms, raising her lips for my kiss. It started gently, but there was a subtle tension about her and the kiss quickly became heated, so that she was breathing heavily when she broke away. Holding my eyes with hers, she loosened. I guess resistance was futile as she bent down and gave me a loving blowjob. My picture of her doing that with one of those guys in this bed surfaced but then I also thought that she was tasting her sister’s juice because I hadn’t showered since I’d fucked her.Remembering that hot time earlier got me off and I was reminded how Eve always like to swallow, something I’d just taken for granted. I guess nothing about her could be assumed anymore. I had a wild mix of dreams and they were all about. It would not be out of the question for her to be entertaining a new "friend" in her boudoir on the spur of the moment."The Chief Inspector slowly poured the whiskey into his glass topping off the remains of the previous libation. He looked like he wanted to say something but he held his tongue until Martha completed her statement of facts."My last point is that my first and second point lead to the conclusion that this was a murder by a professional assassin made to look like suicide and that.