I'd argue back and then she'd sulk or not talk to me for ages until I came round to her way of thinking. And mostly, I would give in. I wanted a quiet...life. It was either that, or the guilt I would feel by moving out. So I decided to stay. Looking back, I think that was a mistake in some ways, but as this story unfolds, you might think otherwise.Before I go on, some descriptions. I was 5'8" average to heavy build with dark hair, and I wore glasses. I didn't think I was bad looking, but I had. Then slowly we started talking over the phone during daytime for hours together. This time was suitable to both of us as my husband was away on his works and Harish was comfortably sitting in his office chamber. We became so close and intimate that he started telling me all about his girl friends and how he used to make love to them. Most of the girls he had sex with were either his neighbors who were the friend of his wife and wives of a couple of his friends and employees. The whole. "And that Gunny guy, too."Ben opened his mouth, but Torque stared at him. The old biker knew exactly what Ben was about to say and do, and under Torque's gaze, Ben subsided with a grumble."What about you?" Lara asked."Don't you worry about me, darlin'" Torque said gravely. "They want Ben's hide, and yours too because you helped him." You helped us too, and they saw you." Lara pointed out. "You're in as much danger as the rest of us."The old man shook his head, white hair and beard swaying. "I'm. Dan does. I want to run away screaming from them, but I want to run TO Mr. Dan and squeeze him as hard as I can" and in a softer voice "an' maybe more"."Don'tcha think that just maybe Mr. Dan might be wanting the same thing? Men don't always know in their brain what their heart is a tellin' them, sometimes the girl has to show them that it is OK to take a chance."Cindy thought about that for a minute, "Mizz Helen, you think there is a chance he could be feelin the same things I'm feelin? Cause.