She had settled in Atlanta with the boys and her husband. There were the nightly skype sessions and sexting, and I longed for her daily presence and ...ompanionship, but we both knew that the relationship was slowly moving towards a friendship basis. Unless, of course, things between her and her husband made a turn for the worse. Which was entirely possible.Tiff and I were slowly blossoming into more of a business relationship rather than a physical one. We typically went to lunch several. She mused was he black, or was he white, or even a half-breed perhaps, fat, thin, tall or short, her mind reeled through the choices, her thought interrupted as a big old blue car passed the window, which then slid to a halt in the wet drive, just out of her line of sight. He was here! Within seconds the distant door-bell rang, T greeted him then took the man she still had not seen into the office, as her tummy did somersaults. Long moments past, then the paper work over, as she expected, the. ." his breathing had oddly gotten heavier. "I need to get off... the phone." "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" Her voice had gotten quiet. "Yes ma'am.... running." His loud laugh slammed into Sam's ear, making her flinch from the sudden volume. "Why... you!!" "Yes, I tricked you. Like a small... something." His ripostes weren't exactly witty. "I thought you were...!" "Were what?" Jon and Samantha had dated once upon a time. Years previously. After a struggle for Jon to grow up and. Fir hum ghar aye der hone ke karan maine aunty se kaha ki main ghar jata hu bahot der hui hai aunty ne kaha thik hai fir main ghar gaya or Ratbhar aunty ko bra or panty maine dekhkar muth mar raha tha. Fir do din bad aunty ne mujhe ghar bulaya maine pucha gharme koi nahi to aunty ne kaha gaon gaye hai dopahar ke 1 baje the aunty ne kaha ki chlo khana khate hain mujhe bhi bhuk lagi thi to maine kaha thik hai khana khan eke bad aunti boli tu TV dekho mujhe alamri saf karni hain main Tv dekha raha.