It was still hot to the touch when I delivered the large bag to Kayla's kitchen counter."My God, Colin! There's enough food here for six people," she ...laughed."I wasn't sure what you liked, so I brought a nice variety," I offered meekly.Kayla was shaking her head. "Let me get the plates out of the oven and you can open the wine."Kayla was right. There was enough food for at least six people. We chose some items that could be frozen and then heated again. At least there wouldn't be too much. "Probablemente," he said, "these women have already gone home." But..." Alex stumbled over his words. "But I was drugged. With narcotics. Your own doctor will tell you that. And they must have been drugged too." Si, si!" Castella was getting impatient. He was thinking of a hot, little chica waiting for him. One who needed some police protection. He grinned at the thought of the kind of protection he was going to give her. "What is it you have lost, senor?"Alex, despite his dismay, filled. I took the large file, and had a large sepia print made from it. When finished the image had my name and phone number on it.I figured I needed a grand a month in addition to my pension to live comfortably. My sepia print was lovely. I had it printed in the new business section of the local businesses web page. It meant I had to accept their continuous efforts to sell me more advertising. I resisted the urge to advertise.I used Marcy’s artistic shot with the law book on her desk in an online. I didn’t have anything left for Kishan. But he instantly paid 400Rs and went off.This happened for a month. He would daily come and squeeze my boobs. Some days I would be in kitchen cooking breakfast, and he would stand behind me and would squeeze. It felt really good and my breasts felt lighter. One morning, he asked if he could taste a little bit of it. I thought he would drink from the bowl and agreed. But he put his mouth on my left boob and started sucking. I had weird feelings. I couldn’t.