”“No,” Ellen laughed softly, “that would seem awkward. And they are too small to reach!”That set her off giggling again.“Ellen, do you pla... with yourself too?”“Play with myself?” Ellen did not quite understand.“You know, between your legs,” Eleanor whispered.“I tried to put my finger in once or twice, but it hurt.”“So you don’t, you know, do it? I do it almost every day.”“Do what?”“Play with your fanny!” In her exasperation, Eleanor almost shouted the naughty word.“Oh, that. Richard did that. “Thank you,” she mouthed.“Always,” I mouthed back and leaned down to kiss her cheek. Heather leaned into me, and I heard that soft little hum she always did when she was happy.When I looked back up, there were several eyes on us, and some were whispering back and forth. At that moment I wondered if this was how lobsters felt when we were choosing one for our meal.oOoAfter dinner, we were able to wander around in an informal meet and greet. We talked to several couples, but neither of us gave. Hum hotel pahuche or room mai jate he maine usse kaha anjali can I hug u, usne kaha kar lo yr maine usse tight hug kiya or bed pe let gae, 2 min tak totally silence fir maine pucha anjali can i kiss u usne sir hilaya or maine usse pehle neck pe fir cheeks pe n last mai smootch diya yr kya experiance tha lag raha tha jannat mai aa gaya huFir usne kaha ki usse ghar jana padega vo 2 hour ke baad aaegi mai udas ho gaya to vo mere pass aayi mujhe kiss kiya or kaha mai aaj tumhare sath he rahungi. ‘Will you indulge me in something?’ He sat back as the waitress brought his drink. In a smooth turn, she winked at me behind her order book and wentto help another table. ‘After everything you’ve done for me so far? I think I can allow you a few indulgences.’ I took another sip of my drink wondering what question would come out of his mouth. ‘How old are you?’ For some reason beyond my comprehension he was slightly interested in me. I imagined that interest would soon end when I tell him. He.