"After Tantka tried to kill us last time," she paused trying to compose her words, "I called my sister, she owns a very high priced brothel on central...world." Mark only nodded and waited. "You might say ... she was rather pissed off that he had tried to kill us. I had a plan to take care of him with her help." So you were going to take him on? Oh my god Nissie, don't you realize how dangerous he is?" A look of concern crossed his face."Not directly, no, but with her resources and the low life. I told you that ‘Even if I never get to be with anyone else, I’m happy, because I’ve been with you’. If ever there was a scary sentence at our age that was it. But either you put it down to me being drunk or you just laughed it off. Either way it felt like you were growing up, like I was, accepting the fact that we were actually serious. Then came my birthday. I knew you and her still talked, and I invited her even though it was probably a dumb thing to do. She got drunk and was hitting on you. They were good company and I was glad I was able to offer him somewhere to live while he re-trained.After they left I did some housekeeping, paid some bills and made sure the house was tidy. I sent Priya a message saying the coast was clear.She replied saying to expect her just before ten.The time before her arrival dragged, the clock on the kitchen wall appeared to have stopped altogether. There is only a limited number of times you can wipe down an already clean counter. I changed my wine. I got up and found my favourite bra that had blue lace at the top of it and gave me one hell of a cleavage and hug them. Panty wise, I chose my green and white ones. Majority of my clothes aren’t a matching set. I had tight blue jeans that hugged my butt and legs with a white top that had a sugar skull on it. So far so good, now onto the hair and make up. My hair done its own thing every morning so I had to put some mousse in it to hold it all together.I had decided to keep it down at shoulder.