The nurse said she’d be in to help check you out after a bit. Do you know her?”“Yes. Margaret Buckley. She’s my father’s younger sister. He ...ad an older one, too, but ... Maggie’s been there for me a lot in the last many years.”“Oh, I didn’t know. I’m sorry.”“Mindy. Don’t apologize. There was nothing to apologize for. She hit me over the head with a two by four when she put me to sleep last night. It’s me that needs to apologize. I’ve been acting the ass and shouldn’t have been. You’ve been. .Sagar..Get up sagar, though i was listening but acted as i was in deep sleep..Then she got off bed..Applied some perfume and got little ready and out of our room..After 15 mins i got up..And went to peep hole..And there she was talking to vishal..Vishal: you finally did it asha..I am soo happy.Asha: i was so desperate to have sex with you vishal i couldnt control myself..I am so happy that i am wit you right now..Vishal:you look gorgeous in this dress asha..So sexy..Asha: just for you. I glanced up and smiled. “…Thanks,” I repeated for the umpteenth time and went back to my room, dropping the pictures on my bed and turning to go out and finish my walk, letting the door open more than a crack—carefully gauged the gap. When I got home, sweaty, keyed up, my run fucked by having better than half a hard-on for most every stride I made, the door was off, closed a little tighter than I’d left it. She’d been in here. She’d seen her pictures strewn atop my sheets. She knew exactly. Sara had collapsed, her back now resting against the mirror. The audience her and Angie once had, dissipated. It was just her and Angie again. Angie moved towards Sara and gently put her hands on Sara’s face. Sara looked at her and she saw Angie smiling a gentle smile. She knew that Angie realized that she had made her do something she had never done before. Sara smiled back at Angie. Gently, Angie helped Sara off the counter and stood beside her until her legs were back underneath her. Angie.