I peeked around the edge of the picture window drapes and sawJosh and my wife in his long sleek vehicle. They appeared to be talkingbut I thought I m...ght have also seen them kiss. Was that possible?Maybe it had just been a friendly peck on the cheek. I stood here forquarter hour, feeling like a peeping Tom -- appropriate, considering myname, I realized -- even though who I was spying on was my own bride.At last she got out. Josh, being Josh, didn't bother to help her. Ofcourse not. She. "Are you aware that three of the choppers out of service? One is in Khartoum Sudan, another is in Bamako Mali and the third is in La Paz Bolivia," I asked."Yes. I was going to talk to you after Christmas to see if anything could be done. Our worst fears are happening; Black Water has thrown in the towel early," Amy replied."I will know before the end of the day about the choppers. Who do I need to contact for in-flight refueling, or are we forced to use commercial airline routes?" I. Mai ghar pe kya bolungi..pratik:bol dena ki class se pahle library me padhti hu..me:nahi..pratik:Achcha..Soch le..me:thik hai koshish karungi..pratik:koshish nahi…aana matlab aana..sunil:kal andar kuch mat pahanna..me:mai aisa nahi karungi…plz saamjho tum log.altaaf:isme samajhna kya hai?Me:plz yaar..itna bhi maat karo..sunil:hum tujhse request nahi kar rahe..order de rahe hai..samjhi?maine koi reply nahi diya.pratik:kal shirt pahan k aana..jeans ke sath..maine ab bhi koi reply nahi. I let out a sigh and leant forward whispering in his ear, “Now, make me yours.”He held my gaze for a second after interminable second, his face expressionless. Then he ran his hands down my back and grasped a cheek in each hand; he thrust upwards.“Oh god, yes!”Once? Then the look again, I felt his fingers tighten on my bum, pulling my cheeks slightly apart. Then he smiled, it was his same smile, but more so, it was like a spotlight was being shone on his face. And he thrust again, only this.