“The drawing is of the Witch of the Mountain from an edition of the town newspaper just after the Civil War. The photo is from the hotel security ca...mera seconds after Joanna and I parted yesterday morning. I don’t know how I missed her but she was following Joanna.”“I told you to drop this nonsense,” Mum insisted.“Beth,” said Dad, “look at the two and judge for yourself.”Mum looked at the two prints.“Nobody’s looking for Joanna on the mountain, so that’s where I’m going tomorrow,” I said,. I thought this would be the right time and barged in with the brooms in my hand in the pretext of cleaning. Naresh turned on hearing the noise of my foot steps; I saw the front bulgy and the hair in the gap between his brief and the joint and imagined how it will be. “Naresh, you can be in your brief in this hot and humid summer, why do you require anything over and above it, if I were in your position I would prefer it”. I wanted to know the intention of Naresh. He looked at me. “Would you. Two days later, on Tuesday night, I met him in the parking lot of the cheap motel he told me to be at. It was on the outskirts of town, in a sort of sketchy neighborhood. He paid for the room, but paid cash. Judging from his looks, the desk clerk who rang us up probably thought it was weird that we didn't have any luggage and asked for just one king-size bed, but whatever, we were getting laid and he wasn't.When we went into the room, we didn't waste much time. Our clothes were off in seconds. “Oh yes slut. You are a good little cocksucker. Tell me how much you love my cock.”She took the stiff cock out of her mouth and said, “Oh yes, I love your cock. It fills my cunt so completely.”He chuckled as he said, “But won’t your son be home soon? I still expect to be able to fuck my whore every week.”She sighed and said, “He will be working all day at my office. I can make sure I don’t have court on Thursday’s in the afternoon and we can meet here at our usual time.”He grabbed her head and.