This made Ajay cuddle his face deeper into her bosom and when he was enjoying the heat from the soft delicate flesh of her breasts, and was getting aroused, suddenly the lights in the hall were illuminated for the interval. Both Anju and Ajay quickly disengaged themselves and were embarrassed to face each other in full lights. Anju was the first to get up and proceed to the ladies room. And in her absence, Ajay set right his erection, minimizing its appearance to the least possible. Once Anju reached the ladies room, she peeped in the mirror to find her face glowing. Though it was the outcome of the foreplay with her son, she felt shaken for having let her son play with her body. But when she recalled what she had missed these seven years and what consequences she had faced, she felt it was right what she was doing. She cautioned herself to slow down a bit as the things were progressing rapidly. Thinking of this, as she reached her seat the lights were off and once again it was dark. He'd sat there, in the middle of the damned junkyard, too afraid of the sharp metal hazards in the near-dark to at least navigate his way to his car, and so you just fucking kept drinking. He was still drunk, he knew, even if he didn't feel it. What he did feel was the urgent need to relieve himself, so he stumbled outside into the bright sunlight and wet the fender of an old collapsed truck.The fucking phone is still ringing. He looked around. There was no one at the junkyard yet. His watch said it was just past six ... he had to think hard for a moment, to remember if he were in Pacific or Mountain time. Then he remembered which timezone it was, and then he remembered why he was at the junkyard. A second later, he grabbed the phone, driving the corner of the desk into his thigh painfully in his newfound haste."Habla," he panted.One minute later, he scribbled down a note. "Estéis seguro?" Receiving an answer in the affirmative, he hung up the phone.He looked at his watch again. Six.
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