As he started up the stairs to the bedroom on the second floor he heard a slight moan, then quiet again. Then his wife's voice screamed, "Oh god Yes! ...eeper, all the way in!"He yanked the door open. And saw a familiar looking younger man atop Beatrice. His eyes were staring at some place a million miles away, a bored look on his face. His wife was squirming underneath, face contorted with what appeared to be either passion or rage. Suddenly she slipped out from under him and ordered, "Lie on. To kehne lagi good or bus kiss hi kiya tha ya kuch or bhi ? To maine kaha kuch or kya matlab mummy ?Mummy kehne lagi nadan mat ban kuch se mera matlab h ki tune uske sath sex kiya ya nahi ? To ye sunke mere hosh udd gaye or mera lund to khda hoke trouser me hi tant banane laga to mummy dekhke hasne lagi or kehne lagi sach sach bata to maine kaha ki haan kiya h. To kehne lagi chalo mera beta experience h.Fir mummy ne pucha last time kab kiya tha to maine chup chap kaha ki 3 mahine pehle to kehne. An hour after giving years of happy hugs to my family and my friends, I decided to go to the home of Clara, a co-worker at the time. She lived three blocks from my. Just in case, I took a glass full of whiskey and good travel the way up to his house in the street was the great feast of brotherhood, rumba, dance, everything, everything that I saw on the way to her house. And Clara's house is no exception.Once at home I took the first surprise of the night. They were drinking whiskey it took me. But not sober enough to not try and impress his friends with his control over Marlena.“Well Marlena my dear, it’s a good thing you are here to keep us under control. Hey, everybody, this is my dear friend Marlena, The woman that controls my life from the moment she wakes up in my bed until she crawls back in again at night. Isn’t that right Marlena?”“Thomas please, just try to keep the noise level down to where you are not disturbing other guests. I’m sure you don’t want security up here with.