Bastard!When I got back to New York from the trip to Maui, I was frustrated. I don't mean sexually frustrated, even though I am perpetually horny, but...mentally frustrated, having used those carefully guarded words to him but not having heard them in return. I tried to push the bastard out of my mind; yes, at the time I was still thinking of him as a bastard. Howard convinced my publisher to give me a one month extension. I threw myself into the unfinished book; my words poured out into the. O my god she was damn hot she was also give sexy noises like hmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmm oooooooooooooo i was like hell i dont know what to say…Then she removed my tshirt and started kissing my chest and biting my nipples i was at high when she did that ………..I put her down on to the bed i removed her churidar top and started pressing her boobs and removed her bra,,,,, oooooooooooooo her nipples and boobs was awesome my godddddddddd…It was like pink in color and sexyyyy i sucked her boobs and nipples. Maybe the reason I was so angry was that Mrs. Gallagher had me pegged; she understood what I wanted when I first started seeing Kathleen. But something had changed, now I really liked the girl; not as a possible bed partner but because she was a fascinating young woman. I really enjoyed listening to her express her ideas and ideals, her goals and dreams and somewhere along the way I began to want to be her mentor, her teacher, her friend, and hell yes even her adopted uncle.I didn't expect to. He stood in front of Rachel in only his underwear."Mark, what are you doing out of bed? Please come over here and sit before you fall over." What's she acting so pissed about?" Mark asked and pointed his thumb toward the stairs. He had trouble with his balance, as he walked over to the recliner Rachel relinquished for him."I believe she resents me and you as well. She misses your father. I don't know what else."Mark nodded and eased himself down into the recliner. He asked, "Where are we.