I then poured another for myself, one for Amanda, and brought them upstairs. I kissed the kids goodnight, although they were already out – dead tire... from the evening’s school events. Although I’d heard the bathtub faucet running earlier, I’d expected that Amanda would be fast asleep too – disappointing for me and any hopes I’d had of expending any of the testosterone pulsing through my system – but not unexpected, given her busy schedule. A pleasant surprise awaited me as I walked into the. "Hold it right there!" she called out to them in her authoritative cop voice, despite being dressed in her civilian attire.The reporter looked at her as she attempted standing without losing her grip on her microphone. She glanced at my retreating form, and then turned to Gail. She quickly tried to compose herself, giving up on catching me."Hmm, a Smith & Wesson concealed pistol, official bearing, you must be a cop," she announced, proving she wasn't as incompetent as she'd initially appeared.. During the ride, we had not talked much, just about the weather and nothing much else. We walked in and took in the ambiance, everything in Hindu style; Indian dressed people were greeting us and brought us to our seats.Lots of light weight curtains, colorful and separating the booths from each other and dampening sound because we could hardly hear the voices from nearby booths.In the booth a low table, lots of pillows to sit on so no chairs to deal with and decision making if I had to pull. 5 fir vo sirf ohhh kar ka raha gai ma bola plz esa aapna mu ma lonaus na mu ma liya or dhera dhera chus na lagi ma 5mits ma he jaad gaya us ka muma vo washroom magi or thori daar baad aa kar muja boli tum bhut gana ho batago da ta ki tum jaad na vala ho ma na srry bola or us ko bad par la gaya ma naus ki jeens utaar di or us ki Panty bhi ma us ko kiss karna laga or boobs dabana lago vosiskariya la rahi the ohhh aaaw ki sound mara room ma aarahi the kuch dar baadjab mana us ki chut ko chatna.