I asked her if she would like to have a drink with me tonight. First, she said no and again I insisted her to join me. She agreed and I asked her wher... to which she replied you decide.I said if she is OK I can order in my room as it would be safe.She agreed and we went to my room. There was a small table with two chairs in my room and i ordered wine for her and scotch for me. Drinks came in no time and we started drinking. I asked her about her husband and does she miss him. She got a bit upset. Kabhi usko chum raha tha kabhi muh mein le raha tha uske tatto pe baal nai the to maine uske wahan bhi ache se choosa usne kaha zor se karo taki nikal jae uska jana tha uska ek laborer dost bahar tha.Maine kaha usko bhi bula lo agar usko bhi land chuswana hai. Usne apne dost ko awaz di aur wo andar aa gaya wo bhi us admi jesa he tha 35-40 ka patla sa aur kaala…. Usne kaha land chuswaoge to wo pehle to hasne laga fir usne bhi apna land bahar nikala. Wo bhi kaala naag tha abhi khada nai tha maine. It was a tiny silver cage with a shiny blue glass top, it held his winkie tight against his body giving an almost smooth line in his panties. Chrissy was in the middle of getting groomed by Sam and Julie, they had trimmed his hair into a long bob style, then pulled into a high pony tail. They had spread some sort of cream over his legs, chest and underarms and now they were grabbing lots of wash stuff before they all headed to the shower. As they crossed the campsite Chrissy felt his skin begin. ”“We made love on the beach.”“We missed you.”That was the story of their week—their honeymoon. All I heard was how they missed us.I was content to continue in my hectic life, learning a new art form but not creating any art. I hadn’t felt inspired since the night I painted Hope. I could convince myself that I was still working on art because I was learning something. It was a thin deception.Just as I’d accepted my violent racquetball practices as sport.Lissa joined me on the court Monday.