" That's not dessert," I complained."This is dessert for sick folks." She shimmied her hips into the mattress to get comfy. "Now, let's see, what does...this say... ?" She examined the label on the cough medicine. "One tablespoon. Okay!" With a giddy smile she fished for the spoon in the paraphernalia she had gathered in a large dish towel spread on the bed. She held up the spoon. "One tablespoon!" she announced. Seeming to enjoy every minute of it, she unscrewed the cough medicine, held the. Radhika told me to visit her home by around 10 am as her son will be at school.I reached her place around 10 am and parked my bike a bit far away to be safe. I reached her home and knocked on the door. She opened the door and there was my queen wearing a polyester red and black saree. That sight was such a great one, like a wife waiting for her husband.I quickly entered the home and she latched the door. I sat on the sofa and she went to the kitchen to get me something to drink. She came with a. I can't believeyou put in all this effort for the plane," Jess said."These are your co-workers. We're going from the airport with them.The host VP, what his name again, could be with us. I want to lookgood. I want you to look good." I always noticed that the wives alwaysdressed in skirts and dresses. Selfishly, I figured this was myopportunity to be part of the group and I wanted to look like Ibelonged."Should I wear heels?" I said. Like I said, I was nervous."Not unless you want to be in. I apologize if there are errors, I have tried to arrange it better so that it's easier to read (you cannot edit stories after they are posted, sadly :( )...Ironically, alike the character towards the end, I was just enjoying the present action, instead of thinking of past/future issues... =)Part One here (Introduction, so that you can see what #67 comes from!) : http://xhamster.com/user/MrsAnaC/posts/499792.htmlPart Two here (it would be a shame to get a spoiler in here without this first D: ).