I think I understand people who commit suicide a little better. Things go wrong for them, and it piles up and there just comes a time when you think, ..."What the fuck. This isn't any fun and it's not going to get any more fun, and at least if I croaked I wouldn't be thinking about all this any more."Not that I was suicidal. I mean it wasn't that bad. But the final and irrevocable death of the relationship would be kind of like that. It would be over, and I could go back to looking for the owner. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Rimi returned with few supplies. She had gone out with her father. But her father didn’t return and was at some neighbors place. He would return in an hour.Rimi informed all this to her mother, handed out the supplies. And started climbing the stairs for her room upstairs. Time was approximately 7:30 pm on a warm night. But, the doors and windows were closed shut due to mosquitoes. She went up, opened the door on the terrace and locked it from outside like usual, as. She then asked me what all of the other things I had installed were.She got out of the chair and I sat down myself (realizing it was warm because I was sitting where her ass had been a moment before) and started to show them to her one by one. There were now about 40 games installed, and she giggled and said that would help on her trips. I showed her the viewer for free streaming movies and TV shows.I then showed her the tools for detecting spyware in the future. “Now this would have detected. " You can't even walk alone. Shut up, I got this."She uses the towel to absorb the water off my feet first and gradually ascended up my legs and soon my thighs. I felt this weird tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach as she got closer to my midsection.She looked up. "You okay?"I nodded.She ran the towel up and dried my stomach, occasionally plucking my belly ring. Then it was over to my each of my arms and then my shoulders and down my back."Take those wet panties and bra off. I'll get.