Main appni story par att hu dosto me daily mandir jata hu or bahkti par bohot wishwas rakhta hu ek din me mandir se darshan kar ka lot raha to me jese...he mandir ka get se bahar ayya to ek khoobsurat se ladki mujhe dekhi magar jab wo pass i to mujhe pata chala ki wo to aunty perpar wo bohot hi khubsurat thi usna mujhe dekha or smile pass ke or andar mandir ma chali gai or me to usay he dekhe raha tha usna mujhe wapas palat kar dekha or phir smile de or maina usay smile de phire mujhe kisi kaam. Come with me, we can go upstairs where no one will see us.’ Gabby’s heart sank for her friend as she saw the speed with which Marcus drained the glass he was holding and set it on the table, and the enthusiasm with which he followed her as she led him up the stairs, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one saw them. As Gabby was leading him up the stairs, her temper began to stir. Gabby was notorious for her temper, it was a simmering volcano that once stirred and erupted became an. “She’s always shy at first with strangers,” Kitty’s husband explained apologetically. “But once she gets to know you…” he left the explanation dangling in the air, unfinished, as he tenderly stroked her thigh. She purred quietly.Jas put his empty coffee mug on the table and tried to think of an excuse to get out of this bizarre household. “I think I’d better get the van back. They like to close the yard at 5.”On hearing this, Kitty rolled over and opened her eyes. She stroked a talon-like paw. "Are they, you know, like they say?" Big? Not all black men, no. But these were," Marsha sighed with remembrance. "Look, I, um, heard about you and Brad being, um intimate, so I guess we can talk about this like women?" Emily told you?" Now it was Amy's turn to blush."Emily tells me everything. Well, practically everything," Marsha smiled. "Anyway, was it just the once, or are you two hooking up regularly?"Amy didn't know how to answer. She wasn't comfortable speaking as bluntly as Marsha had.