Connelly."Please Jeorge, call me Julia."At ten o'clock the next morning Julia stepped out of the elevator and into the spa. She was dressed in an off-...hite blouse, brown flared skirt and a pair of Prada loafers. She was carrying her Louis Vuitton bag with a change of clothes, just incase.Susan looked up from the desk. "Oh Good Morning Mrs. Connelly and welcome. Before we get started is there any particular woman you would like? This morning I have available an American girl form San Diego, a. One of Montreal's wildest fetish and swinger clubs was reopening after being closed for renovations over the past few months. Tonight was their St. Valentine's party – Réouverture Officielle. We had been toying with the idea of going to one of these private clubs for a while now but had hesitated. It was uncharted waters for us. But as luck would have it, the evening fell into place after a conversation I had with an old friend. Chris knew that scene well and suggested we make a full night of. She kept the tray on table. Although she was willing to sit with us but I asked her to go because of Sarthak ‘s bad intentions about her.she was not looking happy with this but she started walking upstairs .Now sarthak eyes were focused on her round tight ass. He again commented.Sarthak:- itni mooti gaand ha yaar, pta nhi kitne ladko ne gaand maari hogi iski.Me: How can you talk like this , she is my sister , Sarthak?Sarthak:- isme galat kya keh diya mene , gaand mooti nhi ha kya? Aur iske. But Hon’, Vicki wears your ring, my ring finger is bare. Maybe it’s time for me to move on,” Tara sadly said as she showed me her left hand. “Tara, my love, you know that if I could marry both of you that I would - you’re in our will. Vicki and I would be heartbroken if you left,” I replied. “Hon, you’re right, I really don’t want to leave, I do love both of you. Sometimes it’s just so frustrating - now I really feel like shit. Can I use your phone to call Vicki and apologize for being such.