. Tera lauda toh bahut mota hai……. Mazaa aa rahaa hai……. Aur ghusa…… gehraa maar…….. Aur pel…… dhakka maar……. Jor sey chod …... Aur dam lagaa…… maa-der-chod, aur chod, ……….kuttey……. Tere lund ko toh mein chodna sikhaungee, ……yeh sali shahari kutiyaon ko chudna thodee hi.. Aata hai……..chudtee toh hum gaon wali randiyaan hain…….” “Bahenchod, lauda toh mota hai par chhupa kar rakhta hai,…… tadpata hai,……. Ghusa saley aur jor se ghusa, aur gahra maar, ……….dekhoon tere mein kitna dum hai, ……..maar na. Almost but not quite. Not quite but close enough! At least there's no granny parked in a cot in the kitchen. Keeps me from charging down the streets in open revolt.So you wonder now, good lord, you live in a one bedroom dump, with just the one room that has a door that closes. Why does the kid sleep in there? Why do you and the lovely have the bed set up in the dining nook?Isn't it obvious? Mornings too rushed, evenings too exhausted, if you catch my drift. Sex is like payday: comes once a week. "I'm really happy you picked me to be your partner," John said."My partner?" Lisa asked wondering if she had wandered into the twilight zone."I wish you had asked me before you signed us up for lessons," John said."What lessons?"John held out a sheet of paper and said, "I just got this confirmation in the mail. You've got one just like it. We're enrolled in a Ballroom Dancing for Beginners class. According to the paperwork, you signed us up for it." Really?" Lisa asked. She grabbed the paper. "We'll finish this when Sarah clears you medically. Until then, I'm not about to do something that might set back your recovery. If I did that, there would be hell to pay from your other women," she said with a laugh.Thirty minutes later, I was in my familiar spot on the metallic table. Since it was early morning, Sarah did not have any trouble securing the unit for her use. Sarah told me to lie still while the unit looked me over. I did not as much as twitch for the three minutes it took..