He can’t waste any of his gray matter on the issue. He has to forget all of it. If he can forget it.An email comes into his Clayben fake email addre...s. He reads the title with dread, but it isn’t from Mr. Flaherty. It is an account he hasn’t seen before.“HMU on whatsapp.” It lists a number he hasn’t seen.The girl. It has to be the girl.“Who is this?”“u can take him down I have proof”“Leave me alone. This bridge is burned.”“plz I’m pregnant”He stares at his phone. His heart thumps hard in his. Kahani start hoti h first time me Chennai gya milne usse and mujhe jldi blore lautna tha so we smooched and I lickied her ears and kissed neck. Uske perfume ki smell mujhe aur lalcha rhi thi. Bangalore panchne ke baad we started phone sex about what we did on the last meeting. She said when I did this she liked it. Next time New Year pe uske flat pe aise hi smooch krte krte mujhe jaise nasha sa ho gya n maim uske sleeveless top ke side se uski armpits lick krne laga, na hi usne tb mujhe roka na. It had been about 6 years since Sandy and I had last been together, and when we had that chance one evening, we quickly rekindled a hot sexy flame that had only been dormant during our time apart. The base that I traveled to was where strategic missile operations were supported and Sandy's husband was one of the crewmen who served alert tours down in a missile silo. As it turned out, the evening I arrived at the base, Sandy and her husband invited me over to their base quarters for dinner and. She comes to our house in the evening very often as she use to get along well with my mother & younger sister I was more than happy to have her at home. I had a crush on her since my adolescent age. I used go as close as possible to her whenever I had chance when she came to our house either to meet my mother or sister I scanned through her body and couldn’t resist watching her boobs and when she walked back I think my sister was aware she use to hint me indirectly but never told my mom. I was.