It was less than a minute later that there was another ring on the door. Emma opened the door and saw Peter standing there looking quite contrite. He ...as holding two wooden backed hairbrushes and a book.Peter was blushing as he said quietly in case anyone could hear, "Hello Emma. I understand you are expecting me." I am," Emma confirmed looking at Peter in his short-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, continuing, “Please come in and go through to the living room."Peter obediently walked passed her and. Undergarments! My lips automatically parted to protest, but I had to control myself as per the demand of the situation. That nitwit shopkeeper! Could he not say anything else other than that! U-n-d-e-r-g-a-r-m-e-n-t-s! Hai daiya! Mr. Mangeskar: (now looking at my eyes) Okay that’s good to know. What did you have to do in the soap ad? This question was indeed directed to me and I had to reply something. Me: I… I acted in that… I mean I soaped my body. I was really getting very nervous replying. No two bore the same shape, though each seemed to be approximately the same mass as the others."How big are those things?" The President asked the first thing that came to mind."Our best guess is that each one could swallow several supertankers and have room left over for dessert." The Defense Secretary answered."Are they hostile?" The President stared in wonder at what appeared to be living proof that the creationist ideology that had regained popularity of late was, if not wrong, at least. I went close to her, looking into her eyes. I held her from her waist and pulled her towards me. This moment was so romantic. She was behaving as she was supposed to, it was actually very romantic.I hugged her and started feeling her closeness, the warmth of her body, the odor of her body deodorant. I could feel her breaths too. She was breathing heavily. I was holding her from the waist and she kept her both hands on my shoulder. I was pulling her towards me slowly and slowly. Feeling her.