Jeannie got a temporary job working at a strip club as a bartender. Even though Lenny trusted his wife, she came home at four in the morning after hel...ing clean up the club and they would end up in many arguments about it.Jeannie finally quit working at the club but the damage was done. They had filed for divorce after months of arguments and when it was all said and done he realized the possibility that he made a mistake.They had talked about getting back together in recent months. Lenny. Ab ghar pe me , bhabhi n mom dad he the…Dad retired hai aur mom housewife .. Weekdays par office hone k karan humlog kahi ja nhi pate , so bhai ki jane k baad saturday ko bhabhi ne kaha k chalo aaj kahi movie dekhne jate hai to evening show ki tickets nhi mile to maine night show ki tickets boom kardi , ustime bhabhi kya lagh rahe thi , thoda extra make up k saath , black suit n cream color ki legging par ek dum sexy bomb, unhone high heels pehne thi jishe unki gaand ek dum matak rahe thi, unka. No, um, I mean... I would die if I didn't... have air. Er, um..." Amber's legs trembled as she stuttered out nonsense. This wasn't how it was supposed to go! She was supposed to be eloquent and confident, not... not whatever THIS was!Jack stared at her with narrowed eyes. "Who are you?"Amber felt her heart plummet and her blood run cold. Had he... asked who she was? Her destiny? Her future husband? The best thing that would ever happen to her? Didn't he know? Didn't he know that he would be the. " "That's impossible!" Stacy scoffs, taking some deep breaths in a futile attempt to relax her pent-up frustrations. "I know it seems that way, but–" Stacy pushes Becca onto her back and wiggles herself down the girl's body. "What are you doing?" Becca blurts, confused and slightly sleepy still. Stacy undoes the little bow around the waist of Becca's pajama bottoms. "I can't help it. I just want to touch you. I want to smell you, feel you, taste you," Stacy whispers, seemingly possessed by her.