Instead the most I got out of our late night encounters was a good hand job or an opportunity to finger her.As for everything else, it seemed it was o...ff limits.This torturous episode lasted for a good two weeks before I finally complained and threatened to tell everyone about our arrangement, and Victoria responded by to this bluff by taking it up a notch, not by sucking my dick or offering sex but by merely allowing me to slip a single digit into her back door during one of our heated make-out. So randy that sometimes it hurts. My mind becomes ruled by tostesterone, and any rational thought that's required appears to be handled by that dangling thing between my legs. It is not a good condition to be in. But this morning ... hey, shit, Jesus wept ... this morning I finally blew it! And I'm a doctor. I should know better.To start it off, I almost hit a pram. On a goddam pedestrian crossing! On account of some drop-dead-gorgeous female I'd never seen before in my life. No more than a. Three days into the marriage, lot of rituals were going on in JAYA’S mother house. My Mom & Team -5 would dress in their best partaking in the rituals , which carried into night ,up to about 10 pm.Jaya’s husband was there but hovered a lot around Team-5 & especially around my Mom, who was looking exceptionally beautiful among all the ladies in the ceremony. He was totally mesmerized with her looks. Next, Indra, was glowing and her flat navel had given way to a curved navel, her bosoms had. We were both at a point in our lives when we needed each other. I didn't care that she had the same set of chromosomes that I did. She didn't care that I would never be a one night stand. She was beautiful, not only physically, but spiritually and emotionally.And when she died, a part of me was torn away.If not for my daughter, I think I may have given up, even though the mere thought of that would have horrified McKayla.So I cling to the things that remind me of her. I kept the house mostly as.