She was still in deep sleep. I started squeezing her dark melons and suddenly she moved and opened her eyes. I was scared and I removed my hands from ...er boobs. She said, “Kya Hua hath kyu hata diya (Why did you remove your hands). I said, “Sorry aunty I couldn’t control myself” she asked my whether I had sex with any girl before. I said no after a long pause. She asked would you like to do it with me tonight. She moved her hand towards my dick and stated feeling it from my boxers. This gave me. " "You? You want to marry me?" I said. "Sure. I know what you do for a living, and I know you make enough to support me. And, I'm actually fond of you. You're considerate and sweet, and more, you're not boring. So sure. Give me a call when you've got me the ring," she said. And, then she laughed long and hard. My third meeting was with Lou Goetz, my all-purpose lawyer: aged, experienced, connected, and ruthless; my kind of guy. "You let me worry about the prenup, and yes you’re definitely. We talked about it and Ishaan and Aashi warned me of the uncertainty of the reaction. But, I had my own thoughts on the matter and it had weighed on me overnight. Chowdhury was using the sheer sarees as a mark on me that I was nothing more than one of his concubines. By rejecting the saree, could I also be rejecting his smear? By not playing to his mind game and being honest about what was happening, could I take a psychological point myself? The saree only provided an opportunity for his. " Welllll..." Jhoni said, and brought her left wrist up from her lap, looking at her watch. I noticed it was a Rolex. "It is seven-twenty right now. After we eat ... mmm ... I could use your bathroom to ... you know ... clean up a bit ... Then, we could go for drinks ... if you want. I'd like that ... Mmmm ... but what should I do ... ahhh ... with my car?"Should we just..." Jhoni asked, sounding bashful and hopeful at the same time, " ... leave my car parked at school for, you know, the rest.