Then she backed up and faced me again. I knew we still had problems, and I wasn't sure we would survive them still."She still has to go, Dad. What she... did was unforgivable. She killed you and Mom. Come on, Dad, how do you justify that? No matter what he made her do, she could have said no to that!" Her eyes were not soft anymore."Oh, and you're such an expert on what happened to her, are you Amy?" I asked quietly, so only she could hear. I couldn't, wouldn't call her out in public on that. I readily agreed & replied to her. We kept on exchanging sms for a few days and one day I asked her if we can meet. We started to meet regularly every evening when she dropped her kids at academy and sometimes she invites me at her home for lunch when her kids at school. These meetings were like our routine meal for last two years but sex was not in between us and it never comes in our mind. We meet like shaking hands and sometimes hug each others. Sometimes I feel like she is very beautiful. I was led out the door and into the hallway. I saw two similarly robed men standing outside a door just down the hall. We approached that door, knocked, and were told to enter.Inside, the room was dark, lit only by candles and smelling of incense. Dark shadows around the room indicated that there were a number of robed men standing. “Enter”, a voice said from the front of the room. There was a row of twelve seated robed figures in the front of the room. “Who is this maiden’s Sponsor?” Came the. Uske husband busy rehte job par.Uski baato se lgta tha ki vo apni sex life se khush nahi hai. At last uski sis discharge ho gyi.Ek din humne milne ka program bnaya. Usne kaha ccd milte hai.Maine kaha ccd se jyada better coffee mai bna leta hu. Waise sach me mai achi coffee bnata hu. Then we decide kisi metro station ke niche milne ka. Mai bike le kar gaya and usko vaha se pick kiya. Pehle humne lunch kiya bahar restaurant me then maine bike apne flat ki taraf kar liya.Usne kaha mai thak gyi hu.