Both of them turned on and driven by their lust for one another. I imagined them in our bedroom, kissing passionately, naked, having foreplay before s...x. In these fantasies, I'd be sitting in a chair in the corner, not wearing trousers or pants, so that Sally could see how turned I was watching her having sex. It was a fantasy that was consuming me and all I could think about.Every time I thought of them together, I got deeply aroused and I would slowly wank while fantasising about them both.. Well, on second thought, he DOES watch a lot of football ..."Mrs. McCowan laughed and said, "Well that just makes him a normal guy,doesn't it?" I suppose it DOES," I agreed, giving Phil a quick peck on the cheek to showhim he was still loved, even if he WAS a sports fanatic. But then a thoughtcrossed my mind - my supposedly 'normal' guy Mark wasn't much into sports atall. Which made him just like me ... oh, well, I remembered, he just doesn'tlike organized team sports. But he does love. Ama ghara katha ghare rahiba bhala.Maa kahila tora e kathare mu au kichhi kahiparibini.mu tapare maa ku ahuri jorare kundhei dhari ta munhaku chuma debaku lagil o ta hata tani ani mo banda dharei deli.Mo bannda dhari lamba o mota size dekhi se garam heba arambha kala.Mo patire ta jibha purei chuma dela o mo bandaku ajnsila.Maikina hatara gelha pai mo banda pura tight heigala.Mu ta dudha ku chipi chipi chuchumili.Ta pare dijana jaka ta khatare kundhd kundhi hei gadigalu.Maa kahila sala toka tu. One day she came round to do my hair with a bottle of gin and a bottle of Schweppes in her equipment bag, I sorted out glasses and some ice from the freezer and we sampled our first gin and tonic of the day while she did my hair. She produced a little camera, one of the new digital things that her husband had bought her for her birthday, and asked if she could take few photos of a flowering shrub in my garden, a kind she had not seen before, a Japonica I think she said. By this time, we were on.