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My suite was on the ground level with a bedroom plus a living room. We dusted the snow outside, entered, took off our shoes, and dropped into the sofa. Nishi got up and turned on the heating.I stood up behind her and brushed off the powdery snowflakes from her hair. Still, the ends of her hair were damp due to some snowflakes melting. I tucked her hair behind her ear with my fingers, and held the back of her head, admiring her beautiful face for the first time.“How can anyone use you like that? Why did you hook up with Santu of all the guys?” I asked, kissing her velvety eyebrow. “I was desperate for accommodation yaar, Santu looked like a hero,” She confessed, holding my tie.“Seriously, babe, what’s your status with him?” I asked, walking to my room to change.“So on New Year eve we both got drunk and had a quickie, then I blacked out. After that, once he was jerking off, and he gave me cum shots. I stopped talking to him because I felt used. I think he never loved me.”“That’s him,. She was ready when Charles knocked on her door promptly at seven o’clock. He was smiling broadly as she opened her door. She picked up her purse and started toward the opened door when Charles interjected. “Mr. Peter mentioned that you didn’t need to bring anything with you today,” looking at her purse. Susan understood, and set her purse on her coffee table, taking her keys from it, and walked through the door Charles held for her. Susan watched the view through her window as Charles drove her, through the same suburb where Peter lived and further into the country. Soon they pulled into a long drive that lead to what appeared to be an enormous mansion, and as Charles pulled up to the entrance, a doorman moved to open and hold the door for Susan as she stepped out. As she approached the entrance, the doorman had closed the limo door and moving past Susan, opened and held the door for her to enter this mansion. As she passed through, a well-dressed woman of about forty was standing.
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