No kids for you either?’ ‘Not yet. We’ve been trying but no luck so far. I suppose my career got in the way for too long. I just hope it’s not...too late.’ ‘You’re using the company’s IVF and fertility scheme, I hope?’ ‘Yes. It’s a great thing to have. I doubt we could have afforded treatment without it,’ I told him truthfully, amazed at how much I felt able to open up to this man I hadn’t set eyes on for over twenty years. ‘Make the most of it,’ he advised. ‘I’m not sure how long we can afford. Was choosing. Was living. Slowly she turned and retreated back to the master bedroom, where her ward for the night lay sleeping. Reaching out, she brushed open the door with her fingertips, a slight creak sounding as she made her way into the room. She gazed upon the naked figure reclining on her bed. It was so dark that he could barely be seen - his ebony skin blended into the night, making the details of his form difficult to distinguish. But she had spent so many nights with black men that. PART 5 (continued): Swati ke sath GOOD MorningNarrated by Amit:Room se nikalte hi jhat se kitchen ko gaya jaha aunty kaam kar rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi woh boli.Aunty : Kya mere kahne pe itna jaldi aa gaye? Pooja paat puri kar lete.Main : Are nahi aunty ho gaya.Aunty : Tumhare baal ab bhi geele hai matlab nahakar zyada der nahi hui. Maaf karna beta tumhe tumhari hisab se pooja pat karne time nahi diya, mujhe laga.Itne mein main tokte hue bola : Are sorry mat bolo. Uthne mein maine der ki kal. I rushed back upstairs to see if I were too late. As I made it to the bathroom door I heard the water running. I stepped back out the door and stood and waited. 10 minutes had passed and I hear the water turn off. I decided to enter again when i felt she would be opening the cutain. "OMG!!!" she cried out and quickly looked for a towel. Her body was still dripping water down her tits and falling from her nipples. Her light thin bush curly wet with moisture clinging the hairs together. She was.