So I made an email id . N sent Neha friend request on yahoo, she accepted. Then I started talking to her casually I told her i’m 21 from her city....One day I suddenly asked do you masterbate? Neha said you are such a naughty boy, then after few seconds said yes I do.Me: how many times a day?Neha: well it depends upon who is all over my mind.Me: wat abt me?Neha: I have to see u for that.Me: ohk fine I’ll meet u tomorrow at saket. (near my house)I told Ronnie that I know what she did with mausi,. I kissed my wife. "Now, you are finally my wife". "Was this it?", Rupali asked. "Yes this was it". We stayed on the bed for half an hour. I picked at the hooks of her saree blouse. "Won't you get undressed fully now?" "Noooooooo". We got hungry. Time to get down, to the restaurant. The room had two bathrooms so we could bath at the same time. It took Rupali a bit longer to get ready. She asked me to get her skirt, and a new saree and blouse from her suitcase. She didn't leave the bathroom. I had been in enough of these houses to know what they looked like. Inside the front door you would find a small foyer. Straight ahead would be the stairs to the second floor and to the right would be the living room. Behind the living room was the dining room and behind that was the kitchen. Off the back of the kitchen would be a bathroom. When these houses were built they didn't have a bathroom in the house. When indoor bathrooms were added they were build off the back of the kitchen because. Some goofy so-and-so song you know all the words to playing through the speakers. You sing along overdramatically. Windows down, wind in our hair. Sunglasses on. Passing through fields of green with pops of blues and reds every so often. On our way to nowhere important with all the time in the world.You have blue jeans on. You know I love you in jeans, a t-shirt, and a smile. I am wearing blue jean shorts and a t-shirt. Just the picture of comfort and casual. Like we have always been and will.