I want you with me, where I can protect you so shit like this never happens again." Well I can guarantee I'm not going into a spooky basement alone ev...r again, so problem solved." He didn't appreciate my attempt at humor and glared at me."It's not funny."What could I do?I sighed, "No, it's not. But Caleb, you can't lock me away so nothing bad ever happens. I want to be with Evan. He protects me and he's doing everything he can to keep me safe. For that matter, I'm pretty good at taking care of. And sometimesthings go all screwy; one guy is in prison for insurance fraud for whatI did. He's serving the third... no, the fourth year of his prisonsentence. I'm pretty sure with his behavior he'll get out early and(laughing) I'm sure his roommate "Big Bubba" will keep that sweet pieceof meat's behavior real good.Walter: that seems harsh.Gorilla: not any worse then he did to me! I remember, he cut me off intraffic; he cut right across my lane to get to his exit! Well, I foundout later it was. "Oh Peter, everything. Just everything. James was the kindest man I had ever known. He always knew what to say in moments of darkness, and he always knew what I needed before I had to ask. He understood me. He loved me fiercely. I imagine you'd be a lot like that with your wife one day." You mean that?" Peter asks, his eyes hopeful.I raise my hand to his warm, rosy cheek. "Oh Peter. I feel quite sad that you might not believe it."He raises his hand and places it over mine on his cheek. "Ms. I was still trying to place them, when Ramu made the introductions. They were Sanjay and Kishore, sweepers who worked our street. I was aghast. Here I was a decent rich housewife being hugged and felt up by sweepers and maid’s husbands. I had been in a horny mood since morning, so all this fondling and handling only worked to arouse me further. I was thinking of how to get Ramu alone and take him home with me. They all sat down on the floor in a circle. Ramu pulled me down to sit beside him. I.