Ritu: Really, where will you get milk pot to get the energy? Many milk pots are empty around you. (with a naughty lip-biting smile)Me: Don’t worry, ...’ll manage to drink the milk from empty jugs by crushing the jugs.Ritu: Okay, let’s see.Our naughty conversation broke when my uncle called me and asked me to go to the station to pick one of his friend’s family. I took his car and went to the railway station. I received his friend’s family and brought them back to the venue after 1 hour.Uncle’s. ‘Cherie! What on earth do you think you’re doing? Take your hand off me this instant!’ ‘Ignore her! Find her nipple and stroke it!’ Carol moaned softly and flapped her hand ineffectually as if trying to brush the young nurse’s hand away, but without making contact. Her whole chest was heaving now with her ragged breathing. ‘Cherie, please stop, he might be watching us!’ ‘Undo her buttons and put your hand inside!’ Fumbling fingers undo stiff buttons and Cherie’s hand disappears. ‘Oh God! That. “Oh fuck! That was fabulous!” she panted as she slowly came down from an obviously intense orgasm, her breasts flushed from her journey. Karen began kissing Rebecca, her tongue insinuating itself in the older woman’s mouth, her hands cupping the small, pointed breasts. Rebecca opened her legs, exposing a dark grey wet spot on her silver silk panties. Karen broke the kiss, whispering, “I’ve never done anything like this!” “That’s all right dear. Let the moment take you where it will. There is. I managed to get you a room with a splendid view of the mall." Twelveyears of this is going to drive me insane, Buster here thinks all I wannado is shop like a chick."Thank you, but I am not too into shopping," I said politely. The clerkstarted laughing,"No ma'am, the National Mall. There aren't any shops there, it's whereyou can visit the Washington Monument, The Lincoln Memorial, the VietnamMemorial, The Smithsonian." Oh duh, I knew that," I thought to myself. "Of course I know what.