Ajay ne apni speed bada li or jor jor se chodne laga.Itne me uske dost lund hilate hue aye or bole kya randi h ye nast fasayi h ajay aj badia chodenge...ise me darr si gai pr ajay chodta rha or bola iss randi ka to wo haal krunga ye soch bhi ni payegi sali randi tbhi smjh gya tha jb ye pant utar kr shorts pehni ye rand bht jordaar h.Uske sare dost hasne lage ajay ne apni speed bada di or me utne me jhad gai or wo mere andr khali ho gya or mujhe chhod dis me zamib pr gir gaiA: lo toot pado randi. That’ll teach him.So there is my problem. My George, my formerly faithful friendly spouse, is contemplating cheating on me. I’m not sure whether to cut his balls off or beg him to be true. Somehow I must have a face for this occasion, a political position that will defuse things and get us back to normal. For the life of me, I can’t think what it is.The ConfrontationToday was the day. I had to confront him. Women are the politicians. They know that every problem has to be faced head-on. . Jeff elbowed my ribs, “Dude hang on, we’re in for a hell of a ride.” Tracey whispered something to Liza, who whispered back. “You guys want more of a show, or what?” Liza asked. “I think we should go for the ‘Or what’,” I answered her and winked. “Then Jeff gets to pick A or B,” Tracey said. “Okay, then B.” “Plan B it is then,” and Liza crossed the van to sit on Jeff’s lap. Tracey patted the seat next to her. “Now you just let us do everything," Tracey said and pushed her naked body atop mine.. ‘Hi Jen and Gary, I came out of the woods near here after taking a wrong turn so thought I’d drop on over and see the kid sister and brood and of course her charmer of a husband.’ Jennifer said, ‘It’s my sister. I don’t think she’s spotted you Fenton.’ ‘Sister? Fenton said, his eyes bulging. ‘God my tits are soaked. Is it okay looking like this in front of the kids?’ Then Kenzi saw that stranger. ‘Ohmigod, your have visitors.’ ‘Just the one,’ Fenton said. ‘Come on up. There’s some lightly.