Kyoki muje masterbate karne ki aadat hain.Aur mera husband kuchh khas nahi tha kyoki meri arreng merej thi.Hum log shadi ke dusre din subah Ahmedabad ...e Delhi by flight aye the. Airport par driver innova car leke Hame pickup karne aaya tha. Driver kafi height wala aur salman khan jaisi moti body vala tha. Hum log car main baithe aur turnat hi rohit ne hame welcome drink diya. Mere drink me koi nashili dava aur mere husband ke drink main nind ki goliya milayi hui thi. Jab tak hum log Delhi se. "Me too" said Noor."Me three!! Hey wanna know what I was dreaming about???" Aisha said."Tell us!!!" smiled an excited Fatima."Yeah go on!!! Can't be as dark as the ones I have been having lately!!" commented Noor."I had dream where I and Mr Sanchez got married!!!" screamed Aisha in excitement."My God. That is such a good dream!!!" screamed an equally excited Fatima."Well that'll never happen!!" said a voice not far away.When all 3 Arab-American girls turned to look it was Carol who said it. She. "Wow... thanks..." stammered Jack as he tried to recover.Denise gave him another quick kiss and rolled over to climb out of bed. Jack caught her arm as she went to sit up."Just where do you think you're going?" he asked."To take a shower," she replied, "I can't go to your graduation smelling like a whorehouse." Just a second," Jack grinned pulling her back to his side, "I haven't gotten the chance to make you smell like a whore yet."Denise giggled as he rolled over on top of her and began. "You are a fool, but sometimes I wish I were straight enough to grab you."Her voice was a mere whisper. "Bruce."I had called her on her personal number. I had deduced early afternoon would be the best time to reach her. "Myriam." I allowed a pause. Then I said: "I want you to tell me everything."A new pause."Now?" she asked. "On the phone?" Of course not. Can you come to New York?"Another silence."When?" Soon." I have to be in Washington next Tuesday. We might..." She stopped in mid-sentence..