’Rekha laughed and said, ‘When I put my finger she pressed and released like an expert flute artist. She is fucked only a few times and already sh... knows how to control cunt muscles. She will be a fucking queen.’They took me and gave a hot oil massage bath.Then I wore a saree. Sudha said sternly, ‘Put on ghunghat. Don’t show face to male members in the house.’I laughed and thought she was joking,’ All men have fucked me, so why I should I follow ghunghat culture.’Sudha slapped me hard, ‘How. I then decided to get a warm shower to relax, before sitting down to start writing some boring reports…As I entered the main bedroom, I noticed our marital bed was a mess. It was strange; Ana always kept the bed neatly every morning before leaving…Upon closer inspection I could see a very huge white stain in the middle of the sheets. I was not hard to figure out it was a cum stain, just that.I had been outside for a long full week and I had often told my sweet babe that I did not mind if she. When she stood in front of the sun her dress was translucent. She looked as if she was trolling for a man instead of celebrating her man’s promotion. Her dress was totally inappropriate for this type ceremony and Mike made a mental note to tell her when they got home. He would have to talk to her about the proper way for Officer’s women to dress. After the ceremony there were hors d’oeuvres and non alcoholic drinks. There had been three officers promoted this day so the small reception. For day after day. And she did so under the shadow of the tree where she'd cared for her dying lover for so long. The tears were sometimes soft and salty. They were more often accompanied by chokes and stabbing pains of regret. Glade's eyes were swollen, her mouth was raw and salty, and a dark shadow followed her gaze wherever it roamed.Much as Ivory loved Ptarmigan, her love was still split between the woman she was with and the woman who might still be alive high up in the distant mountains..