So that we can finish office and be in each other’s arms… It was just 3 days and she was upset that she had to go for an official trip to Mumbai�... the moment I knew this I ran my horses and shared the idea of going together and spending the time in each other’s arms… To which she agreed and I booked my tickets as per her schedule… We reached Mumbai and she got her work done there and mean while I got some time to meet my friends out there…Once we were free we rushed back our ways to hotel… the. Get the picture? At bed-time, I even took a sleeping tablet ... which sort of worked, meaning I slept until five am, then woke with a slight hangover, a nasty metallic taste in my mouth – and dried tears on my cheeks. Friday was more of the same.Saturday, with more hope than expectation, I took the bus out to Fox House, had coffee at Longshaw, hiked down to Padley Gorge, and picnicked in the abandoned millstone quarry. It's a quiet, peaceful, sad little place, grassy now, and I sat there – I. “I’m going to the shower rooms to take a shower and get myself clean for the ladies, then something to eat. I suggest you do the same, Ben said.Sammy followed Ben into the trucker’s shower room. Sammy was surprised to see a row of shower stalls, as well as, a bank of sinks and mirrors. Towels, wash cloths and toiletries were available at a small cost.Sammy was not totally broke, as he had his last two weeks of pay, and acquired what he needed. He undressed and entered a shower stall next to the. The women are probably wondering what is happening or perhaps think I have been hunting and that they have been avoiding me. At any rate, I decide to use a sword today and to take my two Dobermans with me. True the Doberman is not commonly thought of as a hunting dog, but they have other advantages and I have trained this tandem particularly well. I begin with the two dogs on short chains, and walk down by the area where I took big tits the last time. We spot plenty of footprints of feminine.