I turned around to see Rehaan holding two alcohol glasses. He was looking drop-dead gorgeous in that yellow shirt and denim showing off his muscled ph...ysique.He hugged me lightly and kissed my shoulder. I wasn’t expecting that at all.Rehaan:- Hello, Chahat! Let’s have this drink. By the way, you are looking sexy. (He said, ogling at my tits.)I took the glass from his hand and sipped a little. I am an occasional drinker.Me:- You are also looking good, Rehaan, but I prefer the shirt off.Rehaan:-. He watched and she looked straight ahead. He growled at her to look up as she sucked and made her watch his face as he called her “a sick crack whore, a fucking near worthless piece of fuck meat.”Leila found herself obliged to take it, listen to his harsh assessments and try to let the judgments roll off her, but she couldn’t. She took it too heart and got mopey-eyed as she sucked dutifully on his sturdy erection.Minutes later, he tired of the pace and grabbed her head and fucked her throat. "I smiled at my darling and laughed. "Are you saying that my clients are high-class bums? I mean bums that can pay my fees. With the rates that I charge, they'd have to be very high-class bums."Stacie wasn't laughing any more. She looked downcast. "If you thought people from Regent Park were 'bums, ' why did you marry me?"I had no answer for a few minutes. Then I took her head in my hands and raised it until her lovely face was looking into mine. "I married you because I love you. And because. However, that isn't what happened. Instead we cleaned up things and hung the food up away from any animals just like any other night camping. Then we went down by the lake shore and found a nice place to sit, our backs to a big rock, where we could watch the sky become fully dark and the stars start to emerge.The moon was just a day past new so it dropped below the western horizon before dusk had completely turned to night. But over the next hour the stars came out even more brightly than they.