[email protected]**********************************************************************Seed SowerSometimes, when we have deep secrets, w... have to tell others, or we go mad. At least that's what I learned long ago in college psychology. Hiding secrets goes against our very nature, against our fundamental social ethic. Sharing a secret, so the theory goes, is good for the soul.I have one such secret. As secrets go, it's a whopper. You'll understand when I finish telling the. We walked towards the shower, arms draped on each other’s shoulders I looked at the black rose on her hip, finding it interesting and then asked, "Where's our dog?" She laughed and said, "He said he had work and that I should kiss you bye for him!" I laughed and muttered,"Oh I'm sure you'll do that and a lot more!"We walked into the bathroom and struggled to pull off my shirt, finally getting it off, Hailey shut the door and before I could get into the shower she had me pinned to the sink, lips. I mean, after all, I am dating her daughter and she could be setting this up to see where I morally stand with our relationship status. Even if she were to pull such a stunt, she would be just as guilty as I am, right? She could play it off as “playing along to see how far he’d go”. What I needed was black mail. I needed something along the lines of an insurance policy just in case this opportunity turned sideways. Cindy and I rarely spoke on the phone as it was far too dangerous. Not that. I suddenly rose up and opened the door. Nisha bhaby entering my room told that the electric bulb of her room got fused and she needed a bulb to replace that.I had no extra bulb and advised her to ask the women of other rooms if they have a spare one. The doors of the three adjacent rooms were closed but the light inside all those rooms were on. As the doors were cheap in nature there were sufficient gap in the door to see the inside objects of the house. Nisha bhaby went to the veranda and.