" Paul," he corrected. "I hate this Sir Paul thing. So formal. We have a nice chilled Sancerre."Vanessa flinched at the mention of the word, bringing ...ack the fading memories of Donald. "That'll be fine, Paul." Peter? A brandy?" Wine will be fine for me also," I replied.Steven Bull wandered over as our host fetched the drinks. "Glad you could both come. Vanessa, let me introduce you to the girls."He quickly reeled off the names of the other wives and Vanessa tentatively stepped into their. He recommended a private investigator who specialized in cheating spouses. If anyone could find out the truth, this guy could do it cleanly and quietly, and forever lay the matter to rest. I agreed to meet the investigator and find out what he thought, primarily to end the conversation. In a couple of weeks when Lucy was working late on another big project, I met with the investigator at his office. In a month. He asked for a meeting, saying he had completed his investigation. Lucy was. I've been thinking about how much fun it was going to be to fuck you since I saw you on Monday. I knew the minute I saw you that you didn't have a spine. You have needed someone to tell you what to do all your life. You think you are having a terrible time. You think you are a victim of a rowdy gang of black teenagers. But your pussy is leaking like a sieve. Isn't it, Alice? You love this shit. You love being humiliated like this. You have never been so turned on in your spoiled little life. We wanted to visit the Golden Temple and Wagah border gate closing ceremony. I was working in Indian Air Force and was moving on transfer from my place of posting at Srinagar. Before joining in my next place of posting at Air Force station, Bagdogra, we had decided to visit the Golden Temple. Upon reaching Amritsar, we directly went to the Golden Temple. There were free lodge and board facilities. The temple authorities, upon my request, issued us a room within the temple premises for our stay.