When I got home, the key was in the front door and my boyfriend’s car was in the drive (very strange, because he works 25 miles away). I let myself...in the rear entrance instead, only to be greated by moans and racket coming from upstairs. I could see clothes strewn all the over staircase, alarm bells instantly rang because they were women’s clothing and my boyfriend came out as being gay 10 years past. As I got to the top of the stairs, the door was ajar – my mouth fell to the floor, because I. The cock carnival has made her eyes cross in a manner suggestive of the silent film actor Ben Turpin. Conan’s eyes (he also has two) are now cobalt erotic laser beams burning his initials onto her undulating breasts. Her legs are now so far up his back she is stroking his ears with her toes. She has been training her pussy to have a tighter grip all week by inserting a fountain pen up her vagina and clenching it with her cunt muscles (when her mother had walked in on her doing this she did not. “Like I said professor, wait till next spring,” I demanded.When he cleared the line I called Tommy. “Damn, Gerome did too good a job with that ‘fund me’ page video. People are sending buckets of money,” I said. “The professor wants to buy the land from me.”“That is going to prove difficult,” Tommy said.“Damn, you FBI types are really first rate at stating the obvious,” I said. “I put him off until next year, so we need to figure out something.”“It may not be a problem, we haven’t exactly got. He was operated but in a critical stage and only God can save him. Rajesh died the next day. We had to perform the last rituals in the city itself as no bad can happen in the village.Rani was fully broken and was crying. She was just 38 with 2 kids but had a long way to go. After a few days and 3 days to the festival, the panchayat assembled. The topic was, bad has happened and now needs to be corrected by good. The only option was to have a marriage in our family.Rani should get remarried.