As my mom used to chat with her, that day even she was not there.She started asking about my studies. She asked which was the latest new movie I saw (...this is the question asked by some people when we don’t have anything to talk, but aunty had other thoughts after this question) I said some movie name.The next question she asked what I was doing on that day when she came to my home for keys. (avat yen maadta idde, naan key kelok bandaga)Suddently I was shocked for her question and reacted her. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had. I got up and went over to the couple, and said, “While you’re messing with Medicaid for this guy, I have Federal Law Enforcement insurance to pay for treatment. Come to me next so that I can get out of here. The man said, “What makes you so special? All these people need our help.”I smiled at the man and walked out of the ward. I could see the sign that said Emergency Treatment Waiting Room. Wanda, Fran, and Tom, the Deputy in Charge were at the desk in front trying to get some information. I. Michael slipped out slowly and he whispered in my ear I was the best white married slut he had ever fucked so silly in front of her own cuckold hubby.He grabbed my tits from behind and laughed as he massaged them between his heavy black hands… Now it was my turn, he announced.Then he grabbed my hair and made me get on my knees in front of him.I saw closer this giant dark rod that had been stretching my cunt so good.“Suck me, bitch… show me your appreciation for fucking you so good…”Michael.