Dussehre ke samay me apne nanihal jata hun har saal to us saal bhi gaya.Ghar pahunch ke freshup ho gaya phir me us bhabi ke ghar gaya dekha to woh bed...pe soyi hui thi to maine unke gaal pe ek kiss de diya,woh chaunk ke uth gayi aur mujhe dekh ke bahut khus ho gayi.Kuch aise waise batein karte karte maine ppucha ki bhabi bhaiya ghar pe nahin he to aapkowoh sab yaad nahin ati he ,to unhone kaha ki yaad to ati he par kya karein tumhere bhaiya bhi to nahi he na to asie hi chup rehna padta he.Phir. "Josh will be back soon, he's out with his girlfriend." That hit me like a tidal wave. GIRLFRIEND! How could he! I mean…god. I felt so crushed. Before I knew it, Mr and Mrs Hamilon had left the building. I walked over to Louis and gave him a hug. "Hey there! How's my favorite 2-year old?" I gushed. He farted. I put him down. I walked over to the Fridge and got out a coke. I took a swig. Ahhhhhhhh. Refreshing. The front door opened. Josh walked in, plain white tee, blue jeans, sneakers. He. Biting your lower lip you slowly slide your dress up, up to the top of your stockings, just enough to expose the lacy tops."A little more." I smile at you. "An inch or so of thigh will do."Although painfully aware of that you are fighting the urge to look around, you find yourself immediately in compliance. I stand up, then reach my arm out to you."Very good." I smile as I speak, and you eagerly rise to your feet, enabling your dress to fall back down. We walk toward the elevator and I press. "You sit. Me make deal ready," said the middle aged lady as she cameback around. I looked into her eyes and got the feeling that, that wasexactly the thing to do. I sat on the bench in front of the rack ofbras as they swung in the light breeze."Yes. You sit. You watch. I make deal. I make long time," said thewoman, as I sat there watching the bras swing gently back and forth.After awhile I noticed the daughter was sitting beside me. In myperipheral vision I thought I could see her.