“The other one’s much cooler,” I said.“That bed squeaks too,” she observed. “I used to hear Mom and Dad sometimes. Very embarrassing.”We...went through and she sat on the bed to demonstrate, bouncing up and down.“Oh. It doesn’t anymore.”“I fixed it,” I said. “Easy enough. Your beds upstairs still do it, though.”“You can hear us?” she said, crestfallen. “My room’s right above here. And Mita’s right next to it.”I could hear her daughter running around in the mornings and late at night.“Yes, but. I think he knew what I was up to. I took my car out for a long drive on the highway; the climate was so nice I was getting hotter by the minute. I was wearing a tight blue t shirt, white tights with my bhabhi’s yellow panties inside (Which I had stolen from her wardrobe). I crossed the toll and 500 m form there was a police check post. My heartbeat got fast as the cop flashed the red light asking me to stop. I pulled over and rolled down the window, the cop peeped inside and asked where I was. " I explained all the details of the Glory Saddle and she liked the idea of offering an additional service for her party guests. "So I suppose you think I'm going to let you lie on our bedroom floor and lick all all my friend's clits", she asked? I cautiously replied, "Well the thought has certainly crossed my mind.... I don't know of anybody else who loves to eat pussy as much as I do. Though if you have a suggestion, I'm willing to listen."Laura looked around a bit and said, "I have a few. You know Pete is awful quiet and doesn’t say much, but I see quite a bit of you in him. I think that is why he is the man for me.”“Charley, I wasn’t like this before I met Berta. I see you working so hard to cope with all that has happened to you and your loss of family. That’s the way it is with us. The same can be with you and Pete.” I didn’t know what more I could say. “Go on Charley you have work to do. I do agree Pete is a good man for you.” I turned and went up to see my wife, whomI had.