She left her bag unattended and Damian as subtle as he could be took her phone and downloaded the software. He replaced it without anyone being any wi...ser, which is difficult for a black man in a coffee shop frequented by mainly white people.Over the next few days Damian familiarized himself with the app and began to read her messages. There was nothing out of the ordinary but he noticed that the messages with her husband were cold and formal. It was not the intimate messages you would expect. She was trembling all over, and started crying softly."What's the matter, Megan? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry." I didn't know what was wrong. She really seemed to be enjoying it."Patrick! Oh God! Please don't hate me, I'm sorry! I've wanted you for so long, but I just can't yet! Oh please, don't leave me! I'm so sorry!" She sobbed.I hugged her close to me, stroking her hair and whispering to her."Shhh. It's ok, Megan. I'm not going anywhere. I'm sorry, honey, did I... misunderstand? I thought you. Alan opened the door and as we entered he closed the door and locked it from the inside and pulled down the "test in progress curtain". Alan pushed me over to the far end of the class room, by the bank of ceiling high windows. He spoke in a quiet sure tone 'we're on the fourth floor and class is in session. No one is going to disturb us for at least forty minutes when classes end'. I wasn't scared or afraid but I was very well aware that Alan was going to do what he wanted even if I did not. Kuch der main Samantha aa gayi wo jaise hi anadr car main baithi maine uspe jhadap mari aur usko kas ke pakad liya aur kiss karne laga wo bhi mera saath dene lagi kuch der baad waha koi aa raha tha so hum alag hue aur maine car start ki aur city border ke pas ek villa main aaye jisko maine aur Samantha ne pahele se book karke rakah tha kyunki agale do din humne chutti lit hi aur maine office main kaha tha ki main kerela jar aha hu apne friends ki shadi main kyunki humko koi disturbance nahi.