He thought Jane needed to sleep and that her staff could handle the situation for a while. He needed to get Page out of here and get back to Willow so...that they could get back to Rose House. But something else was nagging at the back of his mind, something left unfinished.Page interrupted his musings, "Sir, why are you here?" I came for you. We need to leave."Page had been checking on the still form of Madame Carronade when she became very still. "You came here for me?" Of course. I could not. Everybody's talking, laughing, making conversation, (yeah, that can be different from talking) and maybe someone walks into the room, or drops something, or just says something that stops the world for a few seconds. Was like that this afternoon when we broke the news to the girls.A preliminary story on the "latest handgun violence" had gone out on the noon news, but it carried no names or real information, promising further details "at five," and the girls had missed it anyway. The evening. I thought, this is great, I won’t even have to cross the street. I can just introduce myself as I walk past them. As I began walking, my eyes strained to make out details. At first, all I could make out, were some fuzzy figures. But, as I drew nearer, I could see a small boy, standing next to a young woman. There seemed to be something perched on her shoulder. My eyes really straining now, I thought, could it really be a monkey???? My question was answered, as I traveled the remainder of the. That’s why you were staring at my boobs. Dont you like my boobs? Would you like to see them naked, to touch them?” I asked in a husky voice.He paused for a second. “N..no..no..Beti, no this is not right….You are my Bahu….not wife….You are my son’s wife.” he said but still looked at my breasts. His hands trembled and he made no move to go away. I touched his though again and this time my hand brushed against his cock which seemed enormous. Rishma aunty was not incorrect when she had described it.