That, too, is another story for another time. So, hopefully you like what I am writing and the thoughts that eventually I need to get out, because the...e’s much more to come… no pun intended.Okay. Enough setting this thing up and enough of the little details, time for the story to start.My wife and I are best friends. We don’t have any kids. Neither one of us can actually have kids. Yes, all our parts work healthily. Again, this is kind of a story of how we met and for later. Normally, I don’t. . it takes a while!!! https://player.vimeo.com/video/57468088?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0&color=d30000&api=1&player_id=media-playerHow does he do it? Click on the link. http://www.chonday.com/Videos/maijicghju3This one is compliments of BobThis is something to think about when negative people are doing their best to rain on your parade...So remember this story the next time...A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband...She mentioned the trip to. The top 2 shirt buttons could not be closed since it was man shirt and her breast were tighted. Since my parents had gone and locked their room, we had only one bathroom. After my bath, we both sat in the living room and started chatting. We both had a mild headache-i think the thandai had some bhang mixed in it. We were very sleepy. Radha slept on the couch. I told her to shift to my room as we could on a/c and sleep in comfort. She accepted and told me to keep door open.however there was. It would be great for their Instagram. I was worried what my parents would say and I knew a meltdown was imminent but I was going to record until I couldn’t record anymore.“Sold it to who!?” Betty insisted she tell her.“Two Ma’am, thank you, may I have another. I sold it to Victoria,” Waverly said and it felt like a record needle was pulled off the record player mid-song. All eyes turned to Victoria.“I am sorry! I was curious about it. I liked the sensation of feeling full and stretched out..