.kya mulayam aur juicy chuche the uske yaaaaaaaaaaaaar maine usse poocha are you my new neighbour? Usne kaha haan to maine kaha plz andar aaiye naa. W... aa gayi fir maine poocha ki kuch kaam tha kya aapko. To usne kaha haan thodi si sugar chahiye thi..main sugar lene k liye kitchen mein gaya..doston u won’t believe wo bhi mere peeche kitchen tak aa gayi main peeche muda to hamari takkar ho gayi aur sugar gir gayi.Usne sorry kaha aur sugar uthaane mein meri help karne lagi. Wo jhuki aur uska. I remember it gets awfully cold in Minneapolis this time of year - Will you keep me warm?” she said, walking over to him and sitting on his lap.“Oh, Michael,” Kathryn said. “I plan on kicking my cheating husband out of the house, the moment I get back. You want to give up that slut of a girlfriend and move in with me? I’ll promise you right now - we’ll have sex every day.”“Kathy,” Michael explained. “I’d love to, but I need to break it off with Clara, face to face. Then I’ll move to Nashville. " "Thanks," said Lani. "Here's your coffee. No sugar." "Wonderful." Dee and curled up on the couch with a contented sigh. Lani settled into the overstuffed chair she usually took and opened the paper. Little profile? she scoffed mentally. I'd hate to see a big one. The article covered parts of two facing pages in the sports section. The writing itself might have covered three-quarters or more of a single-page, but there were plenty of pictures and the requisite advertisements. There was Dom. Our court case which was suppose to be called early morning was post-poned until late afternoon. I had to do some major juggling ie. phone calls to accomodate that change. I wont bore you beyond measure with the details, suffice it to say by the time I was headed for home, the last thing on my mind was the make-up sex I was thinking of only hours before. I walked in my door to see my husband sitting at the dining room table in direct line with the front door. That wasnt a good sign, hes usually.