”Catherine came down the stairs. “What’s the matter?”“Claire’s gone,” Ellen said, “and we don’t know where.”“Some last minute sh...opping in Grange?” asked Clare Junior forgetting it was Christmas Eve and all the shops would be long since closed.“I’ve got a text,” John said as he emerged from the living room. “She says she’s gone to help with the homeless hostel.”“Dad’s Hostel?” Catherine asked. John nodded.“Oh hell!” groaned Philip. “She’s too tired to drive all that way! She’s been up since. " And?"And I went back to my insurance contracts, whatever I was working on just then. That night, she tried to cuddle. She stroked my bare, smooth chest, and both of my breasts, and snuggled in, but then she may have had a sense of the enormity she'd committed, that her husband now had breasts, because she pulled back. For a few more days she could stew in her juice, I figured. She'd had me stewing for a few years not even knowing, and then she'd set me up swallowing and shooting up the girl. “Not really. I think you have the majority of it covered. The only thing I might want to throw in is a way to let us know if you are going to be late, without having to worry about waking us. This is not to be construed as permission to be late, and there may have to be punishments if you are, but I don’t want to make hard and fast rules, as life has a way of throwing us curveballs. We can work that out later though, to ensure there is a way to contact us if is an emergency, versus just. She was talking to my friend if you can’t satisfy me then what I need to do…. Why you married me… my friend was also upset but he couldn’t do anything… it was practical problem.After some time Shital got up and saw outside …. She got shocked to see me watching their sex. She suddenly pulled the curtains and switch off the lights. That day we all could not sleep properly…I was thinking of her, she might be also thinking of me… don’t know.Next day morning Nitin told us that he is not feeling well.