Komal was smiling and watching TV till then and suddenly became silent when I said that.She went to kitchen without saying anything. I thought she was...angry and did not say anything.When we were having lunch I asked Komal “what happened? Why are you angry on me?”Komal: I’m not angry on you.Me: Ohhh. Cool. I thought you were.Komal: hmmmmm.Me: Then I think we will have some privacy problems if kavitha stays here.Komal did not reply anything.Me: Komal yaar sorry for touching your pussy. Now talk.. ” I followed her up three flights of stairs. Half way up she turned to make sure I was still behind her. “The third floor provides the best view,” Alisa remarked as we climbed the stairs. “We have a first floor model, but I thought you’d like the view from the third floor a lot better.” She opened the door to third floor apartment and held it open as I walked in behind her. She closed the door behind us. The cool apartment felt good. The apartment was well decorated, like something out of. About 2 years later we where in a bar with about 4 people, some got in an argument and left, leaving just her and me. She had a drink and was very open, she told me she hadn't slept with someone in over a year because she knew men lusted for her but she didn't want to give in. (it was true, she was hard to get)Confident because what happened 2 years prior i guess at one point out of the blue and very impulsive i reached under her skirt and grabbed her inner thigh with one finger on her panties. ”“You have your own life, but you want mine.” And he wanted Valerie’s but she wouldn’t say that then.“My life was empty from the time I killed Laura to the time I met you.”“And that’s precisely what I mean by greed,” she said. “Your wife had her own life and her own death. Then you make that death all about you. It’s not about you. Oh, you lost something precious, as did Valerie, as probably did lots of people I haven’t met. But you didn’t kill her. You have a life that was more than many.