And now I’m just a tangle of rage. Too incensed to feel a heroine. Too trembling to hold a fucking ciggy between my lips. They better not come near ...me. Friday, 1pm I’m home. It’s been a blur of tubes and buses. I’ve been somewhere between stunned and comatose all the way. I want my flat more than anything, but at the same time I don’t care if I get there or not. At least I won’t playing this godawful London commuting game any time soon. For three years I’ve given three hours of each weekday. Bynum. She also an innocent in this mess and I feel she has a right to know about what's going to explode at the news conference tomorrow. I guess she's going to windup paying for her husband's sins."Ed left the apartment after getting assurances from Hy that he would stay with Ann and Betty until he had to leave for the news conference. He knew that Hy would be on the phone with his publisher before Ed left the parking lot. Ed knew that most of the story would be written before the news. ‘I can’t let you go, what if you run off?’ I grin above your blindfold because of your reluctance to speak. You nod. Your legs twitch as my hand starts its next stroke at the base of your throat, fingers first to ease the way for the rest of my arm, toward your chest. I feel your heart pump faster and faster as I slowly inch my way towards your breasts, first easing my fingers in the valley between your creamy globes, then my wrist and finally my whole arm. My fingertips stop just before your. Main jaise hi khala ke room mein pahoncha , to jo nazara dekha main to dekhta hi reh gaya , khala ka room poori tarah suhaag room ki tarah saja hua tha aur khala gulabon se saje hue bed par lamba ghunghat kadhe hue baithi hui thi , main sab samajh gaya ki kya majra hai main thoda sa kharasha aur ishara diya ki main aa gaya hoon aur mainne andar se door lock kar liya . Main khala ke kareeb gaya aur unse poocha ki yeh sab kya hai , toh unhonne kaha ki tum kehte ho na ki agar main shadi shuda na.