No women started stripping and dancing for me. Didn’t get my dick sucked on the bus.No… if this was going to work I needed to do it myself. Not wa...king… I mean, create my own Axe. My own future. If it works, not only will I be a stud… I’d be filthy rich. And with wealth comes hot chicks. I’ll be balls deep in all kinds of women.So, after a few late nights in the lab, I came up with my first batch.It didn’t smell too good. A bit too strong. Too much like a toilet spray. But I believed in the. She brought her legs to my legs put them together and slept all nightThird day: while bathing she called me for name of towel but I didn’t went whole day she was after me to get them both naked par maine bhi soch rakha tha ki mei bhi isse tadpaunga aur ye kudh apne poore kapde utaregi.Fourth day: I was still ignoring her but in evening we talked and came to a decision that we will have sex whole night and now real Masala in night after dinner we went to sleep but she told everyone that I will. I gave in and signed what he asked me to. I began to go downhill almost immediately after the divorce was final. I felt myself drifting away but I could do nothing to stop it. I had continued to work at my job, the only thing I had besides my boys, now that Rick was gone. Even though Wes was still there, we had no contact with each other by mutual agreement. But he talked: he told some of his buddies what we had done and that it cost me my marriage. I think it was a badge of honor for him but. He was 34.And I wasn’t.He looked around. For me.I kept my head down, not knowing what else to do. I heard him move closer.“Janet?”I looked up, slowly, wanting to vanish in a puff of smoke. “Hi, James.”After a moment, he sat down. “Not even a kiss for your old friend?”“Am I?”He rocked back in his chair. “Are you what?” he said, sounding puzzled.I laughed bitterly. “Am I Janet, or am I your old friend?”He reached across the table, and took my hand, forcing it from its mate. “Janet, look at me..