I called him Ramesh…he did not respond. I again said Ramesh and he just stood there with his mouth wide open. I got frustrated and went and shook hi.... He got back to his senses.I then told him to get me 12 chilled kesar and 12 chilled chocolate dipped pans. I told him to get it and come over to my room. He then left to get the pan and I left to get dressed to kill.I wore the red glossy lipstick. This particular lipstick really makes my lips look succulent and juicy and makes me really tempting.. Not any old spice, but fiery paprika. We needed to somehow make our 25-year marriage more open - and even be brave enough to explore forbidden thrills. So we devised a little sex game. We had to confess our fetishes to each other in bed after dark - and always did this as we fucked each other slowly and sensually. The stimulation of what we discussed always induced more intense and deep orgasms, so we knew we were on the right track. After a few weeks of exhaustive discussion we were ready to. Im sorry harvey i will pay the ticket" harvey walked round to me hugged me said "hey its okay babe dont stress" a bystander walking past said foggorts i stopped hugging harvey walking up the man i said "wanna say that to my fucking face" harvey grabbed me and pulled me back to the car repeating "easy leon calm down" i got into the car looking at the man laughing harvey drove off and handed me a box it was my cigs i took the box and had a cig i said to harvey "i love you" "i love you to babe.. "Look, you two just walk on and we all can go our separate ways" I say.They look at each other an laugh."Maybe when we are done with the bitch we can start on you, or maybe I just kill you now and get it over with." The one with the gun says."I doubt it." I sigh.The one with the gun approaches me, pointing the gun at my face."You got a pair on you man" He says aiming the gun at my forehead.Always some quixotic misadventure that always ends in the reminder of how unlike them I am, how alien I am.