“Yeah, sure.” “What do you think about?” Yes. “I have always thought you were a handsome and polite women.” “Thank you. I think about yo..., too, you know?” she said. “What do you think about?” ” How beautiful you are, and how lucky your wife is, I have dreamed of being in bed with you for years” “Really,” I asked Yes! “And I think about how much I am going to miss you.” “Maybe we shouldn’t have done this,” she said softly. “Why,” I asked me. “Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.” She looked at. Mai nay apna hath hataya or kuch der aeisy hi betha raha, phir mujh say raha nahi gya a nay socha try kar k dekhon phir , to mai nay apna hath phir window ki side pe rakha or us k bazo ko tuch ki is bar us nay peeche nahi deha phir ma nay apni unglio ko thora us k bazoo pe dbaya or dekhny laga k us ka kia reaction hota hai us nay kuch na kaha to ma nay phir apna hath ko pr agy braya or us k bazo ko rub karny laga us bazo itne soft thy k mera to lund khra hogya , or mere braber ma jo shaks brtha. You enter my hotel room dressed in your new white dress with the Humming Birds on, black stockings and high heels and a handbag over your shoulder – “What do you think Daddy, do you like it?” you ask as you walk up and down – I say “Oh yes, very girly – but what slutty underwear do you have on underneath? – you turn your back on me, spread your legs a little and lift up the dress to your waist – before me is a beautiful sight – your legs encased in the black stockings – the white thighs crossed. I woke precisely at six. I could hear some faint sounds of activity in the galley. I rolled, sitting up remembering how Frieda and I had gone to sleep. I slid my peg on and went to the head to do the triple S before the menagerie awoke. I had just put my leg and clothes on when the door opened and Mercy stuck her head in. "Steve wants you to come up to the helm. He's worried about the Irish Bell. They're not catching up to us. He wants your input."I grabbed my stack of Valentine's Day cards.