Barthi 45 nimsha keydhad mele nanu nan rasana avla tul volge bette. Nam ammana deha purthi bevarinda tumbittu full susthagidlu nanu susthagedde hage a...lna thapkondu malgde belge 6 gaante vargu ebru ade stithi alli edvi.Adre nam munde ond shock kadittu nam appa room alli bandu kan kempagi madkondu ninthidda.Appa ” yantha sulene ninu yath magan jotene malgthiya”Nanu” appa nodu ammandu yenu tappilla nane balvantha madiddu”Appa” ayyo papi yantha nichano ninu”Amma” avnalla nicha ninu nan erbekadre. We discussed how to break the ice after so many years absence, then I hit on an idea, 'Lets meet in a pub, you point me out as a target and then challenge him to chat me up, for a fling, then we shall tell him', my husband was up for it, he assumed I would play hard to get and then seduce him before confessing I was married to his best friend, but I wanted more from this little game, I was trembling a little, just like the old day when we first met when I used to go out on the pull for sex, I. She'd tried - oh God, how Verna had tried to be nice and cheery and wifey to him! - but he was still stymied, unable to fathom the situation, much less how to handle it. The whole affair was so damned alien to him, so utterly foreign to anything he'd ever had to encounter before in his life! He'd stare at Verna and know he loved her with all his heart, and then his whirling mind would envision his lovely bride in the arms and bed of another man, and he would grow cold and sick in his. I wouldn't hurt a pretty little thing like you," he said trying to show me he was not a hoodlum. "I just want to be friends. Now why don't you give me a kiss and tell me your name? I'm Bill," he offered, hoping telling me his name would induce me to tell him mine."No. I don't want to give you a kiss. Your mean," I pouted. I didn't mind the idea of giving him a kiss, but already I was learning to play the game."Awe, I'm sorry. I'll behave myself. Just one little kiss, please?" he begged.