Ha! Ha! Ha. Finally she left to her native n I was supposed to eat out in d afternoon n cook for myself in d night if required. 3 days passed like tha.... I was bored of this routine n eating out. It was Saturday I was just sitting in my balcony wearing a vest n a capri below thinking something. . When the door bell rang I went to open the door n found Nidhi standing out I called her in n asked her to sit. She sat n I told her my wife n kids r out she said she knew that. She said her dad is going. Interesting set up I thought.The conversation was light and mostly holidayish. I remembered a joke that Red Foxx once told in one of his Vegas shows; he did a lot of those. “If the pilgrims had been huntin’ bobcats instead of turkeys, we’d all have been eatin’ pussy instead of the bird.” Well, I thought it was funny, but no I did not share it because of the young people in the group.And then there was the matter of Zoe. She talked to me kind of a lot. Mostly questions: why she was only coming. While she was making it, I stood behind her, wrapped my arms around her, and planted kisses on her neck, shoulders and cheeks. A few times, she turned her head to the side, just long enough for us to have a quick kiss on the lips. As soon as the hookah was ready, she set it on the nightstand, at the immediate right of the bed, while I sat down on the side of the bed, facing her. She gave me a sexy smile, held up her right index finger, and opened the drawer of the nightstand. A few seconds. Maybe it was that she was too tired to feel guilty. Or maybe it was how those to handsome men were treating her amicably even after such a degrading fuck.Jake, always the gentleman, kindly offered that Helena could use his bathroom. He even offered a set of jeans and oversized t-shirt to replace the dress he had ripped off. He had wanted to keep the mercilessly soaked panty but Helena refused. He consoled himself with the kind words she said as she took the panty away from him.“Who knows? I.