I then asked Aarti where we should go and she told me that if I don’t mind, we can go to her flat, which is a bit far from there but it would have b...en a better option for us as she stays alone there. I was having no problem for that and after finishing our breakfast, we took a cool cab and headed towards her residence. In cab, Aarti was seating with her head rested on my left shoulder and her hand was exploring my dick over my trouser. I came to know that its unbearable for her to live without. "We'll let you explore them. There are a dozen, and with no P.E., you should have time." I was hoping we'd be able to keep Claiborne the way it was," I said."That isn't possible," Greg said. "Ever since parents began to get involved in their kids' education again, we haven't been able to do it." Will you change the content?" Shannon asked.Hanna and Greg both shook their heads. "No. That's one of the strengths of Claiborne, and we are not going to change that." You'll get a lot of opposition to. It’s not a matter of why. It just is.”“I have heard that too many times in the Christian religion; just believe.”He laughed at this. “Christian also has nothing to do with it. Jesus never happened. There was only a narcissistic creator. There is no meaning. There is no why. Only how. What other questions do you have?”“You own me.” I said more as a statement than a question.“Yes. But you also own me. We shall run Hell together. Bare children. And no, before you ask, there is no such. She puttered around the flat, cleaning out of nervousness, or maybe if they really hit it off he could save the hotel bill and stay at her place for his visit. Again, only time would or could tell the story’s ending. By noon she had scrubbed every piece of furniture and washed every surface of glass in the place, dusted, washed, wiped, vacuumed and polished. It looked as if nobody even lived there it was so clean. “Perfect,” she sighed as she walked to her bedroom to change. His flight would.