She was so close that I could feel her body heat that was a good comfort in the chilly wintry night. I put my hands in the shawl and try to take nap.B...t it was uncomfortable to have some one head on your shoulders. I tried to shift position without disturbing Anita’s sleep and in the process my left hand fell on her open thighs. A current passed in my body. By corner of eyes I saw her face. She was still sleeping with dreams in her eyes. Perhaps she did not know that my hand is resting on her. ” “Yes.” I had only given my phone number to middle aged man, so this was clearly not shop assistant. “How are you?” I asked. “Fine, thank you. And you?” “Very well,” I replied. “Thanks.” There was a pregnant pause. “I was wondering,” he went on, “I was wondering if we could maybe… get together later?” I let the question hang in the air. The pause got longer and longer. At first it was just because I wasn’t sure how to respond. Then I realised what power there was in making him wait for my. Vini was already on the treadmill with a bright glow on her face.I smiled back at her and hit my mill. We concluded our weights, stretches, and abs without any conversation. After the session, Vini came up to me. “Hi Sonali, can we grab breakfast at your place? I need to show you something.”“Ok.” I don’t know what made me say that. But as I reflect I feel perhaps that was one of the best decisions I ever made in my life. On reaching my place Vini cast her mobile on the 52 inches smart TV and. .. well, husband, for lack of a better word, and vice versa, and Seong would be my wife. So, that’s my edited proposal, guys. I marry Seong, since as a switch, I could control our marriage to the extent that we have one. Kim does the same with Henry, who will submit eagerly to him, I think. Or am I way out of line here? Farah’s idea works well from my perspective.“And because it’s a same-sex match-up, no one is too shocked by us living together or there being some unusual genetic mixtures at.