I shall let you be the judges in this matter, but would ask only that you keep an open mind, for this story is far from commonplace, as you will see. ...here are many places in which this tale might commence and even now, in my dotage and with the benefit of hindsight that stretches back a full three-score years, I am not certain that I know them all. And so, I shall start at a point that might seem arbitrary in the grand scheme of things, but which, for me, was a place and time that altered the. Her name was priya. She was in out. She just wrapped a towel around her shoulder covering her boobs till her knees.She said that she know that I was coming.Priya:’ come in prayagh’(my name changed )Me: ‘hi aunty. Mom asked me to give you this cover. ‘. Priya: ‘thanks prayagh’. I was actually waiting for you. Come in.I could not stop looking at her breasts and she saw me watching at those. She then told me that she is about to take bath. And will come back in 5 minutes. I agreed to wait.She then. I opened the door and slid in next to him.“How was the Hot Date?”“Not so Hot! Why do you think I’m in your cab?”“Is that an offer?”“Course it’s an offer you dumb fuck!”“Are we going back to your flat, because I may have a proposal for you?”“I’m intrigued! What are you proposing?”“Promise you won’t get offended”“Do you think your proposal will offend me?”“God I hope not!”“Well aren’t’ you going to tell me?”“OK! One of the guys we pick up from time to time works in the porno business. One of the. She said, "Bobbie, this is your wedding gift from Marie. There is a note from her inside. She prepared it for you a week before she died, knowing without asking that this is the way you and Tom would spend your honeymoon."Then she looked anxious and said, "Please open it and read her note as soon as you get to shore, but before Tom takes you in his arms. It's very important. Please?"Bobbie immediately agreed and strapped the pouch around her leg.In spite of honeymooning in the same way and at.