The sheets were red, she tried to get up on her own again.I put my hand on her head and I said its going to be okay, stroking her head in a soothing v...ice.“Are you going back to your room?” she asked her eyes pleading.“if you don’t want me to, I won’t” I said.She made space for me to sit beside her.She was staring at ceiling deep in though while I looked at her beautiful face.“When will dad be coming back?”“In a week I guess.”“Do you think I can walk by then?”“I think so, if you rest well and. "She's downstairs now, Honey. But she came upstairs. I was with Ronni in Emily's bed." Why? Why the hell were you screwing Ronni in Emily's bed? Why the hell were you screwing Ronni, Jack?" Ohhhhh, Brooke," Jack signed, "it's a long story." Give me the short version." O.K. Ronni started instant messaging me at night, and sending me some emails. I tried to keep it appropriate. But I swear to you, Brooke, she got all flirty. I tried to stop her." Go on." She sent me some pictures of herself. Sexy. Then to my sheer luck, she said she will give it a try. So whenever she asked me to meet her, I used to tease her with this demand. One day during our conversation, she asked me “abhi can u comes to Bangalore on coming Monday evening”. I said yes I can. When I asked about her husband, she said I’ll give u 2 hrs time. I agreed to her and decided to meet near bus stand at 4 pm. I was eagerly waiting for Monday to come. . Before I left Delhi, I brought a pack of condoms and proceed to Bangalore to. .. you know... the condition of it. It has a mind of its own, sort of."Gabby unfastened the rope around his waist and dropped his burlap trousers far enough for Xena to see."Well, well. The little soldier is at attention." Xena! I can't help it." Oh, don't worry about it, Gabrielle. That's the way men are. Men are ridiculously potent. They're just producing sperm all the time. While you're standing there pretending to have a polite conversation with me you're actually producing sperm at an.