The days each of our children was born. And by no means the least, the day Carol and Stephanie called me 'Mother'." She laughed. "But having both pare...ts as white shirt officers on the department didn't always make things easy for her... ... The man and the woman had the car rocking. He was stretched out as best he could along the front seat, his head propped on the door's arm rest. His shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his chest and his jeans were open. The woman was crouched over him, her. .I sleep fitfully in the unfamiliar bed, comfortable as it is, and I dream. I dream of Marco, his dark eyes captivating me as he steps out from behind the reception desk, chest bare, to take my hand and kiss it, to put his other hand on my waist and dance to the soft music that is always playing in the lobby. He draws me closer and I don’t resist, my lips aching for his. I wake, hearing a light knock at the door. I draw on my dressing gown and go to investigate. There is no one there, but a. There was an expression of satisfaction on her face. Rajan tried to get her back again but she told that it might be risky to stay for too long as anyone might wake up. Rajan did let her go his time, she went out, Rajan gave a deep kiss on her neck from the backside, and she smiled and went away.After that Rajan again locked the door, I came inside the room. Rajan started telling me about what happened, I told him that I saw everything. He saidRajan: your mom is a real sex goddess, her body is. . what do you think Michael?" she says turning to herpartner."I think it makes her look like a tart to be honest: high class, but atart" I think you're right. Yes dear, it looks wonderful on you, becauseafter all, you are a tart aren't you?"At that moment the humming subsides. I look over and Sir is grinning andthe coffee is on our table."Thank you for saying so" I say, not quite realizing what I've justthanked them for. "I should get back" Of course, dear. If you are available next weekend I.