Main ap sabko bata du meri bhabhi mere padosh me rahti h.Main apni bhabhi ke ghar jati hu unka devar mujhs majak karta h aur main bhi usse majak karti...hu aur hum dono log ek dusre ko kabhi kabhi double meaning me bhi baaten karte h. Ek din main apni bhabhi ke ghar gayi thi aur unka devar bhi mujhse baaten kar raha tha aur hum logo ek dusre se baaten kar rahe the. Hum sabhi baaten kar rahe the tabhi bhabhi apne ghar ka kaam karne lagi aur main apni bhabhi ke devar ke sath baaten karne lagi aur. I mean, even when we were making love and trying to get the baby started, nothing was taking. Since we were older and it didn’t seem to be happening, we pretty much resigned ourselves to not having children and had ‘the talk’. That’s the talk that says, ‘I’m getting too old to safely have a baby. We should stop trying and make sure we don’t get pregnant by accident.’ It was serious. I was going to go get snipped.An old friend visited town that summer and, of course, we wanted to show him all. I decided to leave the room and confront him, but not before taking onelong, hard look in the mirror and having a very pleasurablemasturbating session. I opened the doors and gazed in wonderment at thebeautiful studio apartment before me. Mine was one of two bedrooms; Iguessed that the other could have been Peter's. There was a largekitchen, yet another bar, and a rather large living area, which Iguessed doubled up as an entertaining area. Looking out onto thebalcony I saw a beautiful view of. ”“Well, then,” Rudy asks, “what is that great big green area over there?”“Oh, that’s the United States of America.”“And how about the enormous orange one?”“That’s Russia.”“Do you happen to know what this little, teeny-tiny brown spot is?”“That’s Germany.”At this point Rudy becomes quite pensive, and then very quietly asks the question of the century, “Do you think Hitler knows that?”― Georg Rauch, An Unlikely Warrior: A Jewish Soldier in Hitler’s ArmyMy boss in New York City, a gorgeous redhead.