I cracked my eyes open, just enough to see my beloved wife's face inches from mine, a mischievous glint in her eye."How's my big... strong... man... ...oing?" she asked, using her best imitation of a breathy Marilyn Monroe wishing JFK a happy birthday.I looked up at her suspiciously, blinking to bring her into focus."Hmgfhumf." Really? That good, eh?" Hmph." I know what you mean, sweetheart. I hadn't realized tomorrow was paper recycling day either." Oh, son of a..."Before I could complete the. My heart is beating so fast. I feel the pulse in my neck pump blood to my vital parts and in an instant my breath stops as he collects me into his arms. My London bloke says, "Hello Melonie," in his sweet husky tenor voice and plants a wet one on my kisser. I instantly move closer to him. Our bodies careening together as if they are one. No more words are spoken, our tongues meet and instantly get acquainted like long lost friends. After what seems like an eternity of us kissing in Times. Tel lagane ke baad tauji ne maa ke chuchio ko dono hatheliyo me dabate hue jor se kamar ko jhatka maara to maa aaaaahhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhyyyyaaaa karne lagi. Tauji aur jor se jhatke lagane lage tab maa ne kaha ki thoda dhire dhire daliye mai apse bahut chhoti hu. Tauji ne maa se kahaa ki tum mujhase jawan ho. Ab unka speed dhire dhire badh raha tha. Maa ke har siski ko tauji unki masti ki mourning samajh rahe the. Maa ke chud me jor jor se jhatke laga rahe the. Maa ko kuchh der tak jhatke lagane. But her statements are fair and reasonable. If... If I were staying on I’d expect her to be promoted to shift supervisor at least. She might have been but my deputies couldn’t stand her, nor could she stand their incompetence. She’d never be promoted with those two as managers.”“Anyone else you would consider worth promoting, Mr Simpson? Your recommendations would help me.”“People I would have promoted except...”“...for the current management?”Mr Simpson nodded.“Let me have a list, together.
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