And now two weeks later, here we are, in front of what must be "The Club". It doesn't look like anything I had in mind. It's just a rusty metal door i... a back-alley of an industrial zone, but the address is correct.We look at each-other and walk to the door, where without a bell, there's no other option than to knock. A strange though excited feeling runs trough my body. A muscular doorman opens the door, looks at us, welcomes us, and lets us in. We walk down the stairs to the reception desk. You know, the kinky kind. Look, Gloria, baby, we have a hall pass for the both of us. We clearly wanted that. We might as well use it, as Cam won’t be back for a while, knowing him and the hubbies are out of commission for the moment. How about it, guys? Want to watch me eat Gloria’s ass now? Maybe make out with her, too? I’d eat her pussy, too, but right now, we want to let the cum do its job, right, guys?” Claire proposed, getting sharp intakes of breath in response to her idea.“Okay, mami,. Dadaji dhire dhire nihce aate gaye aur meri mummy se lipat gaye mummy ne bhi apne hatho ko piche kiya aur unka sath diya dadaji meri mummy ke galop e dhire dhire chuma lene lage aur kaha tumko ekdum gudiya ki tarah rakhenge hum jaan ho humri tum. Dhire dhire dadaji mummy ke sahir pe hath firane lage vo hath aage le jake meri mummy ke sthum ko daba de rahe the mummy ke muh se aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhh aaaahhhhh ki siskariya nikalne lagi dadaji bich bich me kas kas ke mummy ke sthun ko. It quieted pain and sorrow, like love overcoming strife;it seemed the harmonious echofrom our discordant life.It linked all perplexed meaningsinto one perfect peace, and trembled away into silenceas if it were loth to cease.I have sought, but I seek it vainly, that one lost chord divine, which came from the soul of the Organ, and entered into mine.It may be that Death's bright angelwill speak in that chord again, it may be that only in HeavenI shall hear that grand Amen."A Lost Chord" By.