After that, on day 3, we had the official presentation and then another day of rest. That meant I would need to be his slut again, and on day 5, he wo...uld leave for Singapore.On the morning before going to the airport, I saw my cleanly waxed pussy in the mirror and gave a smile to myself. A freshly waxed pussy, legs, hands, and underarms. Just in anticipation, I also applied some oil on my asshole as I had no idea what would happen in that room.I spread my pussy lips and said, “You bastard, I. . Bs phn par hi baat ki thi..To mai chachi ke khne par Aligarh chala gaya…Waha phuch kar mene dekha ki jo meri gf thi wo mujhe pick karne aai h.. Uska naam Aarti tha…Phr maine usse pucha chachi kha h.? To usne kha ki wo bhar h station ke mujse raha ni ja raha tha mujhe bs chachi ko dekhana tha wo kaise h….Phr hm dono station ke bhar jane lage mere dimag main patani kya kya chal raha tha..Tabi maine dekha ki. . Ek aurat kahdi h black suit mai aur wo smile kar rai thi.Aur wo hamare karib aane. "I waited till she left and I grabbed the letter with shaky hands and tears in my eyes. I read the letter and started to cry. I dropped it on the table and raced to the bathroom, where I threw up in the toilet. I washed my face and rinsed my mouth. I went back into the kitchen and reread the letter. I took the letter to bed with me and cried myself to sleep.Sunday morning I was sick. I am feverish, my throat is sore, I ached all over. My sinus's were running. I was sick to my stomach. I. I recalled Harriett's comments about Winifred Cummings, the college grad with no place to live. 'It'll be like having another daughter without all of that messy stuff.' Yeah, like sex and pregnancy.I dressed down, cotton drawstring shorts and a t-shirt. I didn't want to give Harriett the impression I'd gone out of my way to look special, and I didn't care what kind of impression I made on Winifred as long it wasn't the attraction kind.Harriett's leased Lexus pulled into the driveway. My coupe.