"I believe that Captain Richardson will be informing him tonight," Tweed told me. I noticed that my amulet had been warmer than usual during this expl...nation. Later in our bedroom alone, Suenee had a question for me."Was the letter enough to convince your Colonel Page?" she asked."You know about that, too?" I asked."Yes, the Amulets told me that they arranged it," she answered."Is it a real letter?" I asked in surprise."Yes, it is a real letter. The General may not be aware that he signed it. I picked it up and sniffed the crotch portion. It smelled like flower with wet spot. I took out my tool and masturbated in the toilet cumming in her panty. I cleaned my cock with the panty and dropped it on the floor. From that day, I yearned for her the more. Next day I stole one of her panty and I masturbated that night thinking about her. Oh! I needed to fuck her. God provided me the opportunity to fulfill my desire.Aunt Roopa invited me around to the house a couple of days later. Dayal had. Her lips weren't much different than what I was used to. They were soft, though it was hard to tell through the slobber, and the smell of pumpkin spice came from her hair. She pulled my face to hers and locked me in a deep kiss. I wasn't attracted to her, but the sensation was as erotic as any. My ardor stirred, and I freely returned her tongue action. I lightly caressed the fabric above her hips. The moment over took me, and I began to loosen up. With my eyes shuttered, I found myself. No, it was silly of her. She would -- could never do anything like that. Brad might be inattentive and preoccupied, but he was her husband. She just couldn't..."It was a fitful sleep into which she had finally fallen.And now this morning, Brad had apologetically informed her that he would have to miss Ginger's play because he would be out of town on business. She had asked if he couldn't possibly rearrange his schedule but he had insisted that there was no way to reschedule. An icy aura had.