Good for them. I rather fancied some Welsh beef. No idea if the grooms lot included any or if I'd be relegated to a visual buffet. If so, I could pass...some time with some self-administered attentions. Before I did, I thought that I'd best let my suit out of its bag and let it breathe a bit. Or was that wine? Anyway. I unzipped and pulled out the dark fabric. The only place to hang it really was on the coat hook on the back of the door. All good. Belt, check. Bowtie, check. Dress shoes, check.. His confusion was understandable. Though the press hounded him endlessly wherever he went, this was the first time he'd actually encountered them outside of his building. They either hadn't known where he lived before, or they had been observing some unwritten rule about not disturbing celebrities at their house — he knew not which. But whichever, they were certainly bothering him now. He strained to listen to what they were shouting."Was Mindy here last night?" What were you two doing up there. Her heart is pounding. Hairs are waiving .Now I hug her. She also hug me. But as I said earlier- she was a wise woman & dedicated lover. It is now 12 o’ clock. She whispered in my ear- # Jaldi Kijiye Beta, last Bus nikal jayegi.Ma’s words make thousand bell ringing in my heart. I was delighted that my mom is also dying to flee with me. But I was surprised why Ma said-“Kijiye”. It is unusual in India to ask sons – “Aap Kijiye- Aap khaiye- aap nahaiye etc.” =I asked –Ma why you said. I certainly hadn’t been very good for most of my lives, and John understood that better than Hugh. He knew my crimes and still was sweet, more than Hugh, winning over Keelin, the woman I was that was separate from my old selves. Acceptance was a heady drug. ‘I need a nap if we’re going to spar again.’ ‘If I offer you a secret, will you let me make love to you one more time first?’ It was tempting, very tempting, even if I couldn’t call the sex we had making love. It was fucking. Oh, nice and.