Sonam realised that Nihal must have spoken to Babuji. She knew that it would be useless opposing and kept quiet, hoping that the arrangements would be...reversed after a few days. After fifteen minutes the servants came and took away the cot.Before dinner Sonam dressed nicely, a magenta colored chiffon sari and a sleeveless blouse to go with it because Nihal always insisted on sleeveless blouses. Her petticoat was similarly of magenta color, but she wore white lingerie, an exotic pair that Nihal. However, after what had happened, no one could quite blame them.“It’s fine, it was my fault. I should have killed him without any difficulty, but for some reason, I just couldn’t put my full effort into it. I gave him the opportunity to escape when I didn’t just skip the fight and finish him off. But it will take time for him to recover, and hopefully by the time he is strong enough to actually do anything, I’ll be able to track him down and finish the job,” he said coldly, ignoring the mug. Our reflections were showing ourselves in the throes of passions. Nothing was left undone. Action reaction constant pleasurable touches making both of us shout out. He had stepped out of his jeans his muscular thighs were like granite His upper body strength was phenomenal from so many fences being mended. ‘Sam lay down.’ I said hoarse. His body seemed to move towards the bed without his legs moving. As he laid back he pulled my dress over my arms and head. I was naked sitting upon him. We. I held Linda’s hand and did what I could to help I will admit it wasn’t a lot. I’m more that happy to say everything went well and a couple of days later the three of us drove to our home over looking Lake Windermere.The break from uni was gift it gave us time to adjust and for Linda to fully recover at the age of forty two the pregnancy had taken its toll everything had gone well and Linda recovered quickly. Megan was a god send only crying to be feed and changed we split the chores Linda fed.