He was a risk taker and lived life dangerously, both personal and business. Though he was a loving husband and father, he had a roving eye. I eventual...y came to tolerate and accept that. While I found myself attracted to other men and would often flirt to get even with my husband, I never crossed the line.Rakesh’s love for life on the edge had another dimension – motorcycle drag racing. It was and is illegal, but continues to this day right under the nose of the Bangalore cops. On that fateful. I found myself watching the SP units as they gotready to entertain the crew. I noticed the vast differences between us.MU robots are large and bulky, where SP robots are slim and graceful."We do not use clothes, but SP robots put on very beautiful outfits whenthey are going to be with the crew, the better to please them. Nobody isever happy to see us, but the crew was always very happy to have a SProbot around. I began to try to act like a SP robot, but I kept failing."My large body cannot wear. I had on my jacket, blue Fubu shirt, Phat Farm jeans, and black Nike’s. Ashley had on her outfit from the first day of school; everyone else was dressed in street clothes. Victor and I bid farewell to everyone then Spyder, BJ, Trix, and Ashley departed from the crossing. Kelly followed suit, but then turned on heel and ran back to me. I picked her up and kissed her like we would never see each other again. She jumped down, tears streaming. “It’ll be only a couple of days I’ll be back before you. Ray gently grabbed her hips, pulled her in close, holding her so her tits brushed against his wifebeater and leaned in to whisper again in her ear. "What I really like to eat on Thanksgiving is hot, juicy, teenage pussy." Oh, Ray," Misty said with pretend shock, "you dirty old man, you. That's not a Thanksgiving dinner, that just sounds dirty." And she pretend pushed away from him, with her hands pushing lightly against his big pecs."Well, we'll just see if it's dinner or not, now won't we,.