”“Which is the real reason you need Liz there - to keep you from,” Samantha giggled softly, “going off ‘half-cocked’.”“One problem I h...ve NEVER had, save the very first time a woman’s lips touched me with intent!”Samantha laughed, “That sounds like a criminal statute - lip contact with intent to fellate!”I laughed, “Don’t give the prudes any ideas!”“Bottom line - how will this affect NIKA?”“The biggest issues are corporate morale and NIKA’s «kami». I think I can pull this off with the truth, a. Can I offer you some wine or punch instead?" I glanced at the attractive cleavage displayed for me and moved to her eyes. Something familiar there, could it be Cat from last week? Nah, must be my imagination.She requested wine and I quickly moved to comply. No box wines at this party, Jackson went all out with expensive champagne served by a bartender.I returned to my Black Queen, and it didn't take long talking to her to realize that indeed it was the same woman who had monopolized my time. Achanak mujhe Suchita or mere plan kaa dhyan aayaBeta mujhe kisi ko phone karna hai mai abhi ayya or apni bitia ko leta kar doosre kamre mai chala gaya lekin saath mai meri payri beti kee pantie le jaana nahi bhoola or Aditi ne dekha to muskrie or mai bhee muskraya. Udhar Humare jaane ke badd:Suchia: ohh Ridhima beti ye kab se chal raha haiRidhima : Gum-Sum bethi rahi koi jawab nahi diaSuchita: beti mai teri maa hun mujhe bata aur ghabra mat mai naraj nahi hoon or apni gaud mai nangiRidhima ko. The moment she jogged out the door she slammed into a wall. But this wasn’t a wall because the wall brought its enormous hands up to steady her. She opened her eyes and realized she was looking down. She saw a pair of huge ratty old work boots, and some jeans that had seen too many days of work with there oil stains and small holes. Then her eyes traveled up and she saw an old Trimbridge football t-shirt with the sleeves torn off, some long, dark, muscular arms, and the face of a god. His face.