Hope you're ok, glad you messaged. I should probably give you my number, might get you away from that computer of yours ;-) xit had never occurred to ...e to ask for her number, I guess I liked the old school way of sending emails. An email came through a minute later with her number and I added her to my contacts, I figured it would probably be best to text her a little later as I didn't want to appear too desperate to talk to her.I got up from my chair and went downstairs to the kitchen, I. Hai or chodne mein to bahut mza aata hai,Jab main ghar gya to next day bua k ghar gya, unke husband mostly ghar se bahar hi hote hai, main bua se mila or unhone mujhe baithne ko kha, to main upar wale kamre mein chla gya tv dekhne, tab bua nahane wali thi, or bahar khda hokr phone use kr rha tha, tab bua bathroom mein jaa rhi thi, achanak dekha k bathroom ka jo roshandan hai usme mein se bua dikh rhi thi, maine aas pass dekha koi nhi tha,Main chupke se use dekhne lga, kya nazara tha wo, pehle. She places her face in the padded cutout in the table, settling in comfortably. She’s still a little steamed that he stopped his attention to her girls, it had felt so damned good. Just after she has settled herself down, her hosts asks ‘Please raise your hips for me a bit.’ She pushes her midsection up in the air a bit, and feels him slide a cushion under her. As she relaxes back down, it is obvious that the additional padding is raising her fanny up into the air a couple of inches. She’s not. . nothing. Nothing at all. No contact from her, no word about her, a complete zero.I'd come home with a lot of hope. OK, she was still recovering from Quiller running her down, I figured, these things take time to come back from. She'd been a pretty sick girl when I'd seen her that day in the hospital, they'd held her in that damn "induced coma" for three full weeks, she'd just finally woke up, of course it would be a while for her to recuperate. Thanksgiving ought to do it, I hoped. Well, OK,.