Dylan took a seat in the leather chair, propping his ankle on the knee of the other. Phil didn’t look any closer to sanity than Dylan felt. Once the...call was completed, Phil hung up the phone and sat down, sighing as he looked at Dylan. ‘That bad, huh?’ Dylan asked. ‘Yeah, that bad.’ ‘Shit.’ ‘Yep.’ Phil trailed off. ‘So, what do we do?’ ‘How the hell did this happen?’ Dylan asked, becoming agitated. He felt the choking feeling creeping up on him again. ‘Well, the thing is…’ Phil started. .Us din chachi kisi apsara se kam nahi lag rahi thi…Man to kiya jakar abhi daboochh ku or inko poora kha jau … Unke rasile lips ko choomte hue gardan tak aate aate poora bhoulse cheer daalu..Unki kamar par apni ungliya dhansa du or unke boobs ko nichood daalu…Fir me chachi ki help karane me lag gaya or mene apna dimag lagay ki chachi is tarah ke kapde kyu pehne hongi..Fir kahayal aaya ki meri kismat itni achi ni he ki wo mujhe seduce kare or ho sakta he garmi ke karan pehne ho…Fir me unki help. But as the project was coming to a close and Laura had just let him know what she wanted, it wouldn’t be gentlemanly to let a lady suffer. As a slow grin formed on his face, Damon murmured quietly to himself, ‘if that’s what she wants…’ before closing his phone and beginning to make plans to leave work early. ————- Laura leaned back in her chair, grinning, as she imagined the look on Damon’s face as he read her text message – surprise, passion, and lust all were surely being reflected in his. .General talk thaSecond meeting um ok achu avunga oru marriage beautician work ah mudichitu ena vetila drop panuriyanu call pananga serinu solitu chumma peasitu irundom…Me:hug la message la tharuvingala?Babe: unaku iladha hug yarukunu solitu sudden ah nan driver seat la iruken ena eluthu pidichukitanga.Me:sema feel rendu perukum mutchu romba fast ah adikudhu(mindvoice)mood erum pola idae vita chance ilanu avunga kaluthula oru kiss kuduthen…Babe:gowdaaaa nu solitae en kanathula oru kiss meduva.