Later I got fresh up and I completed my work. Then she texted me in mobile. She: hai baby.Me: haiShe: completed your work.Me: yeah!!!She: what are you...doing?Me: thinking about you.She: acchaa, nowadays my boy becomes too naughty.Me: thank you.After some time she sent me sorry.Me: why?She: on yesterday when you cuddled me at down.Me: its ok.She: actually why did you do that ? I didn’t expect such a behavior from you.Me: don’t you like it.She : can I call you?Me: yeah.She informed that is. She opened it up and drank it straight. She was an alcoholic and had been since she first walked in on her husband fucking a young effeminate dude. She begged for him to stop. He got up and with his eight-and-a-half-inch cock dripping with ass juice. He pushed his wife out of the bedroom and locked the door. She could hear them. She sat on the floor and wept.She could hear them going at it. She couldn’t help but listen.“Is that your wife,” the young, chocolate boi asked.“Yeah. But I ain’t. He was pissed off, yes, and he’d been angry with her before, but this…this was fury mixed with betrayal. It killed her that she couldn’t tell if that hurt was directed toward her, for talking to Andreas about him, or for bringing up his past, with Rachel. And, perversely, she had to know. He was furious with her, she knew that, but if what Andreas had told her was true, she wanted to hear it from Jason’s own mouth, to watch his face while he said the words—while he, unknowingly, broke her. Main Boli Tanya,woh fir pucha main yahan roz aati hoo kya…main: han.Woh: theek hai …mera naam Suraj hai.aur main pass ke gaon ka rehne wala hoon…yaha ki nadi aur khubsurti(ladkian) mujhe bahut pasand hai..isliye aajata hoon dekhne (hume nahate hue) kabhi bhi.waise din bhar yehi awaragardi karta rahta hoon…(Accha isliye yeh haal hai andar se)Fir bola….fir kab milengey…toh main boli kal subah 7 Baje(isliye ke woh time koi nahi hota wahan).Woh bola zarur aunga aur fir chala gaya. Fir agle roz.