Neha: “Kya haiBhabhi ? Udaas dikhati ho, kya baat hai ?”Manjula: “Jane bhi dijiye.Ye to har roj ka maamala hai. Aap kya karoge ?”Mein: “Bata...to sahi.Dil halaka ho jaayega.”Manjula ki aankhen bhar aayi. Mein aur NehaChaar payi par baithe the. Hamaare bich jamin par vo baith gayi aurNeha ki god men sar rakh ke ro padi.Mein ne usKi pth sahalai aur aashvaasan diya. Us ne saari baat batayi.Hua aisaTha ki us ke pitaji Surat shahar men chhoti si dukan chala rahe the.Manjula vahin badi hui thi.. The dinner is fabulous, and tasted great. I sure hope it taste as good coming up as it did going down.I helped her clear the table, and do the dishes. While she is finishing up in the kitchen, I took the kitchen trash out in the garage, and got my trusty side arm ready to drink. I chugged the liquid in the bottle down. Damn I could almost feel the shit starting to work on my stomach. I hid the empty bottle in the trash, and walked back into the house.'llie is in the living room with the lights. She asked if I needed to go back. I smiled and said no, if things changed I would make it up to her. She smiled and we boarded the yacht. The crew would only be the captain along with two crewmates to run the yacht, the last member was everything else; cook, maid, bartender, etc. Oh they all happened to be female and very Bi-sexual. I knew that Monica had experimented with it and had said she enjoyed it. So the duty uniform once out at sea was naked with appropriate sunscreen!Later that day. The other reporters, seeing that Tricia knew this man immediately quieted down to record everything that they said. “Listen honey!” he pleaded as he came up close. “Last week, we had a rough day, but I think we should just put all that behind us and start new. Whaddaya say?”Tricia groaned and rolled her eyes. “That wasn’t just a rough day, Marty. I quit, remember?”“Look, honey! I’m willing to forget all about that! And I thought about it, and you were right! You need to do better stories, and.