Tabhi aunty ne mujhe kaha raj tum jao abhi safe nahi h…Mai maayus hoke namit k room laut gaya.Fir dheere dheere raat hui mujhe laga ki ab kuchh nahi...ho paega.Humne dinner kiya aunty ne bahut sexy gown pehna hua tha purple colour ka.Fir sab apne room me jaa kar so gaye.Fir aadhi raat ko mausam kharab hua aur baarish si hone lagi.Maine dekha aunty terrace pe jaa rahi thi kapde utarne.Maine socha ye achha mauka hai mai chup chap gaya aur terrace ki kundi lagayi aur pichhe se jaakar aunty ko pakad. When he was living here, he'd been going there every fucking Wednesday for almost a year before he came home to his cold wife. He'd never been laughed at before. It was humiliating.He couldn't figure it out. For more than a month now he'd been putting the wood to Marcy like John Henry drove railroad spikes. All fucking day long, day after day. He felt like he had been reborn, come into his own, his virility greater than when he had been a pimply-faced teenager. Then today, when he had strutted. ”“We can do some adjustments in software,” I said,”but they should be here by Wednesday. Anyway we’re just playing around aren’t we?”“The sound isn’t that great either,” Christina complained, “you can hear when we change our grip on the cameras and the sounds we do want are too quiet.”“How much are proper microphones?” asked Angie, “you can get directional ones can’t you, and stands and booms and things.”“I think it’s time you played around with me anyway.” Christina swivelled and stood in. Men bhi uth khara hua aur dekha to dedi ki ankhon men anson bahe rahe the dedi se sorry kehte kaha k dedi tum ne khud to razamandi dikhai the gand Marwane ki phir tum kiyon naraz ho rahi ho to dedi ne kaha rote kaha bhaya mene adha land gand men dalne kaha tha aur pora land kuch dino k bad dalne ko kaha tha kyon k ap do ya teen din adha land dal chudai karta aur meri gand ka sorakh ahista ahista tere land ko bardasht kar jata lekin bhaya tu ne to pora land meri gand men dal diya aur mujhe buht.