Main haan bola.Tb wo bola chal to apni gaand de. Main ne bola nhi nhi gaand me bht dard hota hain maine suna hain tb wo bola teri marji nhi puchi tune...mujhe gaali di thi ye uska punishment hain. Main ne bola gaali to tumne bhi di thi is pr usse gusa aa gya . Thik hain to bhaag yha se. Aaj ke baad mujhe se baat krne ki jrurt nhi.Kapde mere muh pr fek ke mare . Maine bola ok. Tum gussa mat ho.Tb wo bolaa aa land chuss.M ne jhuki aur uska land chusne lgi. . Phir usne cream nikali. Aur meri gaand. He said his daughter had died when her School bus hadskidded over the side of the road, flipped over and over and crashedkilling several including Sarah in the worst fatal School bus accidentin the State. It had been the blow that ended his marriage. He was a bitmelancholy about it as he talked and I actually felt sorry for him.The room was decorated for a seven-year-old girl except a few thingswere different. There were some boxes marked Alana, his wife's name andthe closet had Alana's clothes. ." Hey, it's a great idea," he smiled."Let's have dinner. I fixed your favorite." Hmmmm," he kidded, "they say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach." Actually, I think I'd like to aim a bit lower," she chuckled, "but first that dinner." How's Charlie?" he asked as she refilled their wine glasses after a delicious meal."Actually, today was one of his best days in a long time. He turned to look at me when I talked to him and he even spoke my name once." That's wonderful. I'm truly glad. She had let her hair down, the light from behind gave her a halo effect and also a shadowy outline between her legs as it weakly leached through the fabric. My assumption was correct, dinner wasn’t really the offer. As soon as the door clicked shut, we tore at each others clothing like children with Christmas presents. Before more than a few minutes had passed, we were completely naked, on top of her bed, mouths stuck together, while hands searched and tried to gain as much.