The love of my life (my wife) was asking me to fuck another woman. I am sure you guys are pretty confused by what I am talking about and who is Gowri....Let me give you guys some context.I am pretty sure you guys would have read my previous story ‘Me and Vasanthi – Love Marriage’. If not, please read it before this for a better understanding of this story. As you may recall, Vasanthi got pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. The following encounters happened during the. She was fearful of being the next one to be drained of her lifeblood on the altar of the “Vestal Virgins." Quickly, she went back over to her computer and searched for the details about such sacrifices in that particular era. One thing that caught her eye was the fact that the victims were all selected because they were still untouched by male equipment in their virginal core. She cursed the fact that she had not yet taken the time to attend to that matter. It was something she had been putting. “Rathuur, no man could ask for better friends as I have found in the ranks of Rathuur’s Brigands, but I am going to marry the girl that is waiting for me for so long. And then I want to settle down, take over that little inn she inherited, and have some kids. No amount of credits could change my mind.”The Petharian put one of his arms on the human’s shoulder. “I have never met a man more honorable, more dependable, or a being able to best me in a contest of arm wrestling.” He finished with a. This is not anywhere near as much fun as putting it on. There is nothing romantic about gobs of cold cream and gooey tissues. Since I required industrial strength makeup it took a great deal of the stuff to clean my face, and there was always one little bit that just wouldn't come off. Now I know why these stories avoid telling you about removing the illusion, a pile of soggy tissues in the wastebasket just doesn't fit into the flow of the story, does it?........Over the next few months my life.