Her student” I replied.“So you’re Rahul are you? Mrs. Salma said you would be coming this morning. Come in, I am Munira, Mrs. Salma’s mother.�...�She took me by the arm and led me inside.“Please take off your shoes, Rahul.”Something about the way she said it caused my dick to twitch, her tone was almost seductive. She led me into the living room and sat on the sofa motioning me to sit next to her.“Why are you here, Rahul? What do you do for my daughter?”“I am Sorry?” I asked.“Well you must be here. After all, that really was a rotten thing to do. But guess what, I was no longer ashamed. The shame was gone - fuck her, fuck them both.The anger had taken hold now and was keeping my sorrow and grief at bay. But the anger I now felt was not the rage that had consumed me. This was a cold, calculated and bitter fury. I wanted to strike out at both of them, I wanted them to hurt as I now hurt. Jenny had proved to be a betrayer and her lover no better. He had a wife and a profession - he risked. More

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