Ithun pudhachi story continue suru kartoy.Leela mami : tuji pant towar tu kadhli hoti. Mi tuji undrwear khechaycha aawkash ki tuja bulla thadkan baher...spring sarkha yeun dolu lagla. Maje dole chamakale.Mi : mi blouz madhun destelya manukyana varunch cholun kadhu laglo. Chedat chumban ghet botanchya madhe dabun manukyana chigarat cholun kdhu laglo. Aanni jeebh baher kadhun tumchya galavar othavar firavat chale karu laglo. Tumchya angavar fakt blouz theval ahe mi ata.Mi : maza bulla lamblachak. "Will there be magic tricks after dinner?"She smiled. "Of a sort. We will magically lighten your wallet." His wallet," I said, pointing at Phil."Mister Anderson's wallet," she said, her smile never faltering."He never told you our last name," said Caitlin, looking up from her plate."Mister Anderson dined with us two months ago, in the company of Mister Roger Curtiss. We offered the B menu that day and Mister Anderson chose the Mediterranean Chicken with rice pilaf. Mister Curtiss paid the bill,. A nurse had tried to tell me something and I had freaked out, completely. With a man next to me so sweet and I couldn’t even thank him. Embarrassment was beginning to catch up with me, I realised how stupid I had been. I stood up quickly, snatching my bag off the tall stranger and stormed off. As soon as I was outside the hospital building, feelings of emotion swept back over me. How could I have been so stupid? Was this one night, one horrible night, going to ruin my life forever? Was I ever. Jill’s never been with a black guy before, and the whole black on white thing does make it more exciting for both of us.”Byron raised his glass in a mock toast. “Glad to hear it. Anyway, I think that’s enough talking for one night. You can overthink these things. Doctor Byron’s done his duty, and I’m happy that I don’t think I’m going to have an irate husband shotgun in hand trying to shoot my black ass off.”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~By the time Byron and I had.