Jab mera badan bhute time kayBade thanda hogaya main utta dekha ki mera aur Bhabhi ka badan pasenia se wet ho chuka tha. Bhabhi ki gaand kulle laal th... aur ched se paani nikale ne laga toda shayad mera paani kuch hade se zada nikale aaya.Bhabhi ka face pasina huaa muhje gaale se lagayaa aur pucch kaisa raha gaand marna. I thank my Bhabhi sab se acchi hawas thi. Uss kay bade jab bathroom mein thi main uss kay gaand pe peshab kar di.Bhabhi ki gaand kiase loose huyee main baateu ga raat ko voh. "When you've lived among weather burned men such as I, when they've come back after months away from any woman, you learn to tolerate, even welcome, such talk." "Not with me," the gingham woman said. "The men around our farm had the manners to keep talk like that among themselves." "But you were raised on a farm: You *knew* the facts of life before you thought to ask about them!" the Hawaiian woman said. "I *didn't* say I didn't *know* what they were thinking," the gingham woman said rather. Think about how close you are to being in 8th grade. Think about being Peter Pan someday.”She leaned over and gave me a simple touch kiss on the lips. Katherine closed my door wagging a finger at me.I took a drink of water, started my playlist for the upcoming show and fell back to asleep.Including sexagenarian Mr. Stephen Schwartz, we were all on our way to Indianapolis to perform at the Old National Centre. Brian drove us all there handling the traffic and the bus wonderfully. Stu and the. I called girls to get down. They came with hesitancy. On looking them dogs turned looking at them. I shouted at them to keep quiet, and I asked them to shake hands with them.First bow them and after repeat order they raised legs to shake hand, though the girls were frightened, on my assurance that once you shake hand they will become friendly they shook hands. Now I ordered to go back, they took couple of circles around us and went back to watchman. By now, both the girls were sticking to me.I.