We talked for quite a long time more, finally, time to sleep. I couldn’t sleep, I was up and down. I felt the glimmerings of tears and fought back, ...��Damn it, 14 days, no medicine!’ I finally gave up, and took a pill. I slept the sleep of the dead, and woke to the Sun shining in past the bare branches of winter. One egg in the poacher, and I was sipping my first cup of coffee, the phone rang. It was Jon. ‘Hi, did you sleep good?’ ‘Yes, I had to take a pill.’ ‘Oh, I am sorry, are you OK?’ ‘Yes.’. And she wasn’t brushing his hand away.“Trust us.” Art put his hand back in his lap, and smiled more of that frustrating smile. “Nice having you around, like talking to you. And the rest of the pack right now, after that double Azlu fuck up? Volatile as explosives.”“That’s a common myth. M-M-Most explosives aren’t ... v-volatile...”“Well, it’s nice having you over anyway. Maybe we could try one of those Kisses again? Maybe a little normal kissing to go with it?” Art said, a sly smile sneaking. Main koi 20 min ghodi bn k chudi orab m niche utr k ek paer bed me tika k or dusra niche rakh k uska lun lenelagi. Ab main jhad chuki thi or meri chut me lun k ragad ki vajah se jaln honelagi thi. Mene sam ko mna kiya to usne kaha thik h m gaand to le sakta hu, orusne meri gand me pehle khub malish ki or apne lun ko pakad k meri gand k brownchhek me ghusane lga, pr wo itna mota tha k uske lun ka ek inch v andar nai gyaor dard krne lgaMen zor se hansne lgi ab mene apni gand apne hath se. So when she came back down she had a dressing gown over her costume. “I thought you wanted me to SEE it?” I teased. “Patience, Father. Just let me get you a cold drink first while I pour one for myself.” Her cold drink was a glass of wine perhaps to bolster her confidence as once she,d taken a healthy slip she opened the gown and laid it across an arm chair to reveal she wore a very brief “Micro Bikini” of a red shiny material, the bits over her nipples ringed by pearly rhinestones and the.