‘…So was I…’ concurred Vimala…‘…come on Vimi … and vadinaa…stop pretending… nothing was done against your wishes…, I and Anna kn...w that you enjoyed it thoroughly…,’…said Vinod haughtily looking directly into women’s eyes alternately… ‘…I resisted…your Anna pinned me to bed when you … chi…’ my wife replied down eyed and red faced… ‘…don’t pretend Vadinaa…your resistance was nominal…and you erupted like a volcano when I entered!! …’ said Vinod winking… ‘…you are right…the sovereigns my wife gave. "It's alright, I mean right now, it's not so bright because I still have to get through my house being burned down a few weeks ago. What about you? How's life treating you?" she stood up and walked around my room, looking at photos of my parents, different papers on the floor and shelves, she picked one and skimmed through it, "Are these, stories?" I didn't know what they were, probably something to keep me focused on creativity, rather than negativity, "Well? What are they?" she skimmed. "No, we just had to have a shower and get all the dirt washed off us, I hope you don't mind," I replied."I was away getting you both clean clothes, so you could have a bath and then get dressed into them. There is an electric razor in the cupboard under the left washbasin," she told me.Then both of them attacked me and who can fight against two lovely ladies. I knew what was on their mind and it didn't take me long to satisfy them both right on the bathroom floor. It was a little bit sore on. ”“Well funnily enough that’s exactly the words you said sat here in the dark last night after you went into your ‘Naughty Girl’ mode. ‘Slowly, while I take it all in.’ It was just after you’d pulled your shorts and knickers over, played with yourself and I’d handed you across one of those small shot glasses.”“Jesus, stop. Please don’t tell me he saw me doing that with one of these pub glasses,” Jen groaned. “My God Mick, no. I still have to walk past the man again in a minute, I’ll fucking die,.