She watched as I sat there and braided my hair into two long pigtails arching out of the back of my head and winding down to my shoulders. We went int... the kitchen and where I made her breakfast. Over the table she told me that her fathers car was repaired and she would pick hers up today and disposes of the package in the back seat. She waited a moment to see my face light up with joy, before she informed me that she was also going to make some copies of the video we had made the night before.. “What’s your angle? Are you thinking about fucking Gautam?” He asked her, knowing she isn’t asleep.“Why do you think there’s always some angle for me? Besides, I have already fucked him; it’s not like it will be a new kinky experience for me or anything.” She asked him back.“Because I know you, babe. He was your boyfriend back then, but now he is your best friend’s husband. I am sure that is enough to qualify as a kinky experience.” He said, sounding confident.Sindhu turned towards him. She had. “Show you around?” I ventured, standing up.“Sure,” she said. “You go much to show?”We were both fumbling for words, stumbling with self-consciousness. I gestured at the big, open room that was my dining room, office and lounge.“Plenty of room,” Lorraine said, just for something to say. Then she followed me upstairs.“Two bedrooms,” I said like a realtor. “Both en-suite. I only need one, but…”I sat on my bed and she stood in front of me, too close. The air grew heavy as our reservations crawled. Frances shed a few tears too and started to lead her daughter to the bedroom before remembering to ask first. ?Sorry Kevin, would you mind if I talk with Pat alone for a short while????No problem, I’ll take our stuff into the guest room and start to set the comms units up. Is Michael home????Another half hour and then I’ll make dinner.??It didn’t take long for Frances to worm the story out of her. ?I know we’ve only been put together to protect me and for me to help him with his work, but I.