I was really worried my sis and mom believing the swami so much. They were not only believing him but also started to worship him madly that now our p...oja room was filled with his photos and they both used to spent 2 hrs daily in the swamijis ashram. Even on the weekends they would spend 5hrs in the ashram. I was really worries about this but never considered it as a huge problem.One day when some our friends were talking in the office about some naughty stuffs like girls and prostitutes.One of. Everything I did that week, I fantasized about how I would do it differently if Lisa were here, from making breakfast, to shaving my pussy. Wouldn’t it be fun if we shaved each other, I thought. Mmmmm I don’t know how much of that I would get done having her laying in front of me legs partly spread, her pussy calling for my attention. Wow. I just couldn’t get her of my mind. I wanted her soooo fucking bad. Lisa and I have been friends for about a yr, we met on a bicurious , chat line and. ’ I paused as the guests applauded. ‘And so I would like to raise a toast.’ I held the glass aloft, looking at my wonderful bride. ‘To my beloved wife Julie. You have been the author of all of the happiest times in my life. This is to us… today… tomorrow… and forever more. If the rest of our days are half as wonderful as our time together so far has been, I shall die the happiest man that ever lived. A Votre Sante!’ There was a cheer and a toast. Aunt Betty got up and said some nice words about. I’m buggered if I’m spending the rest of my life looking over my bleeding shoulder.’ ‘You have a point,’ Harris said. ‘I can only keep these guys on you for a finite period of time. Someone will start asking questions about the amount of overtime before long. What have you got in mind, John?’ ‘The same as the first time but under my rules. I’ll lean on Curtis but without you lot looking over my shoulder.’ ‘What do you mean when you say lean?’ ‘Inspector, you put me inside with some right dodgy.