How he’d put up with her… His yawn brought her out of her daydream. He’d called her before heading home, and she could tell from his voi...e that he was tired. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea? She caught a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror, took a second to study her image as she heard him putting his jacket in the closet. Her hair was done up in a loose ponytail and d****d over her right shoulder (a sensible thing, she thought, as it made it easier for him to grab her hair. He was now certain that Dewar had not acted properly towards Katrina. He planned to question his son again.“Thank you, Katrina,” he said politely. “I believe I must question my son again. There are inconsistencies between your stories and someone is lying to me.”“I’m sorry, Baron Beak but it isn’t me. I hate to tell you this but it’s not the first time Dewar has cheated. I believe that he had borrowed my notes before but hadn’t stolen them as blatantly as he did the last time. I know he has. I slowly began to get closer to Divya.She had a solid figure of 38-28-40 at the age of 37.Her well rounded breasts were killer in saree.Our conversations slowly turned more personal as she asked me about my relationships and I asked her about her husband.She told me that her husband came home only for a 3 months a year so she was usually alone most of the time.She wanted to stay with her husband but Naren in 11th grade now so she couldn’t shift at the moment.I listened to her and I comforted. How are you?" Fine." Yeah, right," Jenny said. "Come on, tell your little sister what's going on. I know something happened. It was Dillon again, wasn't it?" I don't want to talk about it," I said, taking the soda out from between my legs, cracking the lid and sipping. "It won't be a problem anymore." He fucked you, didn't he?" Jenny said."Huh?" I said, looking at her, gulping. "God, no, don't be disgusting. That's my son." Katie, you had a soda against your pussy." No, I didn't." You've got.