"I suppose--" she paused, then: "D'you think--think that she's got her for him?"George shrugged. "What else?"Mabel continued with her work, then she m...rmured: "I feel kinda sorry for her, though--" she hesitated, then: "I'm glad in a way--"George jerked his head up: Mabel's face was red. "I suppose it'll make it easier for you," he muttered. "Take some of the load off you." His voice was bitter.Mabel's flush became deeper. "Something like that," she whispered."The son-of-a-bitch!" George spat. " So I left her there and went downstairs. The pictures in my head of the evenings activities would serve me well for ever more as wanking fodder, but on that night, even after being so fucking turned on, I didn't have it in me. I felt dirty and ever so strangely violated. I questioned myself for letting it happen, for putting my beautiful loving and loyal wife through such a thing, and then for taking it away from her at the last minute. I couldn't believe I'd let him take her picture too. A. Mai bahoot khush tha apani life se. Mumbai me mere friend circle bahoot hain. Sabse achhe rishte hain mere.un dosto me se ek dost jisaka nam hain prakash o mera bahoot khas dost hain usaki shadi ko 3 saal hue hain.muje o hamesha khush lagta tha. Ek baar usane muje apane ghar bulaya.mai sham ko 7 baje usake ghar pahucha.jab door bell bajaye to ek khubsurat aaurat ne darwaja khola . Mai usako dekhate hi reh gaya. Usaki age karib 24/25 thi.maine usako pucha prakash hain na ghar me? O haa boli aur. He became more excited when he pressed the doorbell at Joan’s condo. Her opening the door told him it was going to be a good afternoon. She had on all her makeup and was wearing a tan wraparound dress. She looked happy to see him as well as looking damn good he thought.Inviting him inside she said, “Thanks for coming, I hope you like corn beef as I made some Rueben sandwiches.”“Yes I do and if I my say so you look very nice.”Joan thanked him for saying that and escorted him to kitchen where she.