So, it’s Thursday night and I’m parked in front of the shops. They’re all shut and there’s only garages opposite so not many people come this ...ay. There’s still street lights of course and I don’t disguise myself at all, but I reckon the chances of being seen are pretty slim – yes, worth the risk. I’m sitting in the car, feeling excited and checking the mirrors to see if he shows – sudden adrenalin rush when I see him come round the corner and walk towards me. Here goes! I get. Both of the parents were nervously waiting his return. "What didhe say? You two left so quickly that we weren't sure where you went."Quin sighed, "Well, he already told us that the operation would berisky...what he didn't say was that Emily wouldn't exactly be the same."Both her mother and father exchanged worried glances."What are you saying, Quin?" her father asked, "What do youmean...wouldn't exactly be the same?"Quin bit at his lip. "Emily's brain activity was dead, they told us. I slowly picked up the cell and clicked it off. Jayashree’s face was close to my neck and her warm breath was caressing my chest. She was sleeping so peacefully that I simply did not feel like waking her up.I saw her laptop on the centre table. She must have become sleepy while working and slept beside me in a few moments she stirred and put her right hand over me bringing me even close even now when I think of that day, my throat goes dry. My right arm was pinned under her head and my left. I repeated this 3 or 4 more times and gradually I could see that it was somewhat less red each time. I then pressed a wad of tissue in the crevice of my ass and held it there between my ass cheeks and stood up. It hurt like hell but I slowly made my way into the bedroom and put on a pair of tight bikini briefs. They helped to hold the pad in place while I surveyed the damage. There was blood and vomit on the sheets and blankets. I stripped the bed and luckily the mattress was ok. I threw all.