I had been putting the shopping off long enough. I also didn’t feel like doing laundry just yet. More clothes equalled laundry less often. It was a ...retty good load from Walmart, which is why I brought the small trailer. I was sure that it one of the reasons why I had felt every bump in the road.By the time I got home and unloaded the trailer, I couldn’t put it away. I needed to take a nap. Not because I was sleepy, but because I was in great pain. It felt like I was on a roller coaster. It was. She's smiling lightly, showing dimples. I lose the filter between my brain and mouth and ask, "So why don't I buy you another cup of Joe?" I immediately feel my face get hot, and I shift my eyes from her beautiful eyes to her full mouth. 'Why the fuck did I say that', I chastise myself, God I'm stupid. 'She must think I'm a complete and total womanizing ass.' Her voice breaks through my self-loathing. "I'm sorry, I can't. But maybe next time." I look up at her face, recognizing the dismissal.. Mai gaya aur uparse ek box nikaala aur usko diya.usne kaha baith jaayiye chai peeke jaayiye.mai baith gaya wo aayi aur aake chai diya aur dete waqt uski duddu dikhgayi. Mera toh bura haal horahatha niche.usne pucha tea kaisa hai doodh aaj hi gaayi ka liya hai.maine kaha doodh kabhi chaka nh lekin tea badiya hai.usne kaha kyun aap doodh nh peete.Maine kaha kya karu ji peene ka mouqa miltha nh mil jaaye toh khoob peeyunga.uske chehra meri baatose laal horahatha.mera lauda lamba hogayatha.wo mere. By 10 am we reached the mountain road which was not much crowded. I parked in a bar and carried two cartoons of strong and lager beer. When i entered the car my sister asked me to buy some chilled beer and snacks. I bought 4 chilled lager beer and some roasted cashew nuts. Sister opened the first beer as i started driving she tasted a gulp and handed it to me and she also opened one. We rode in a very jolly mood i removed my shirt and got free. My sister complained that men can open their shirt.