She was sitting at her bed with her skirt above her knees and her thighs were open and those were some smooth milky thighs. I got stunned and so was s...he. I kept looking at her suddenly she pulled down her skirt and asked Sharam nahi aati kya aise ghuse chale aate ho bina darwaaza khaktkhataye?I laughed and told her isiliye toh aise hi ghusa chala aaya darwaaza knock karta toh itna khoobsoorat nazaara dekhne ko milta hi nahi and winked at her. She was taken aback with my answer and looked at me. I had to guess that other people were lying low. I heated a quick breakfast of oatmeal and instant coffee. I hated instant coffee but wasn't willing to take time make better. I wanted to get out of here. I figured early would be safest for traveling through the Dallas-Fort Worth tangle of expressways. I thought about stopping somewhere and picking up a GPS but decided that my interactions with people had not been successful and I could do without it. I knew where I was going as long as there. ‘You could get us both a drink. I’ll have a g+t – help yourself to whatever you’d like.’ I poured two large gins and took ready sliced lime from a dish and placed some ice on top before adding the tonic. ‘You should always pour gin onto ice, silly.’ ‘I’ll remember that.’ ‘Good.’ There was no hint of irony in her voice. I got the impression that I was expected to learn and remember. I took the drink to her and she kissed me again. ‘Have a seat. I won’t be a minute then I can give you the. Surely he couldn't expect this of her? Her entire body shook as he bellowed. "NOW." As he pulled his phone out, knowing he was serious, she sunk to her hands and knees and slowly crawled over to the plate, blushing red at the humiliation of it all. When she reached the plate, she saw that he had cut up a banana into several little pieces and had cum all over the fruit. Still on her hands and knees she looked at her breakfast. She couldn't possibly eat that. She dropped her head and sighed..