Starting to sobber up now, an idea hit him, like electricity turning on a light bulb in his head, that if he cut up the body and placed it in the suit...ase, each body part wrapped in a garbage bag to keep blood from leaking out of the suitcase, he could take the suitcase and hide it somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Grabbing the suitcase, he went into the kitchen and opened it up on the floor. After a brief search in the cabinets he found where she kept the garbage bags. He laid them by the. I’d always liked making lists, even when, deep down, I knew my sense of progress, of being in control, was often only illusionary.Double dose of panacea, please.Then I leaped up, rolled Folsom’s chair into his regular office and brought in a different chair from one of the cubicles. I suddenly hadn’t wanted to sit in the chair where Folsom had watched his little girl videos. Got up again and applied hand sanitizer, rinsed my hands and dried them carefully.I locked myself back in and started. I straight away took her to bed, pulled off her choli and took her boobs in my mouth. I fucked her in the ass that night and it was amazing. I knew she would leave for Baroda on Sunday evening and so I made a plan to fuck Manorama in the remaining Navratri nights.I asked my wife if she could ask Manorama to accompany me for Garba for the rest of Navratri days so that I get a company. Since my wife loved me and trusted me, she was also worried that I would feel lonely on Navratri. So she agreed. ”“Aw... ! That was nice of them.”“Yeah. They are the best,” Heather said meaningfully.“I’m actually starving, now that I think of it,” I remarked.Wordlessly she pulled me down the stairs and we set off around the house, toward the backyard.“It’s hard to believe it’s all over,” I said, still trying to process the night. “We’ve been living and breathing this concert since we got back from Montauk.”“And it really showed tonight, Matt. It sounded and looked amazing.”“Thanks, Heather, that means a.