Ek din ruchi ne muje call kiya. Ruchi: ravi yaar 5 din ho gaye aur ek hi lund nh mila. Chal na kch plan kar. Me: haan haan plan karte hain lekin kawal...abhi out of stn hai. Ruchi: usko jaane de. Hum dono hi chalte hain. Me: theek hai plan karte hain kch jaldi. Kch din baad maine ruchi ko milne bulaya lekin theek ussi din uska pati out of stn se aa gaya aur woh aa na saki. Agke din ruchi ka wapas call aya. Ruchi: sry yaar kal nh aa saki. Mera pati aa gaya tha. Me: wah! Toh kal raat jamke chudai. " She laughed and licked her lips on the champagne glass as the Sangria just washed over her bright red lips. She oh and awed over the Sangria's and said wine caused her to loosen up more than the mix drink from the reception. I said "are you ok, maybe I shouldn't be here." She place her finger on my chin and said "I'm old enough to be your mother but follow me back inside and help me start the hot tub."I followed behind her and her ass cheeks popped out of the towel as she strutted and I got a. Sort of like the argument made by one of those French philosophers — Fermat or Pascal or someone, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t Descartes — about believing in religion. Damn but I was going to miss Google! By now I’d have the name of the philosopher and the full quote at hand.Given that I needed to try to pass myself off as ten years old the next question was how does a ten year old boy act? No idea. Maybe a better question was how did I act when I was ten? Dredging through my faulty memory gave me. ‘What do you mean…all your doing? I thought Daniel’s mother wrote those emails.’ Simone’s face lit up with a conspiratorial wink she said, ‘She did. But whose idea did you think it was to look on the Internet in the first place? Dat sweet ole’ woman didn’t even know what email was until I showed her. No, it was me dat be helpin’ the stars along wid dis one,’ she said proudly. Jill had to laugh at fate’s sense of humor. ‘I hate to tell you this, but the stars made a mistake.’ Simone frowned. ‘De.