"Fortunato-o-o… I'm home!" came my lover's voice. Ahhh... she was talking to me again! "...and I brought something you'll like!" she added. Mmmmm…...she had gone out to buy more Ben & Jerry's! I heard the silverware drawer being pulled out and finally footsteps coming up the stairwell. I had served my penance and we could enjoy some ice cream together! She appeared in the doorway again with her hands wrapped around her treasure. She held it out for me to see, but it wasn't her favorite ice cream. .Mera mann kia ki usse wahi chum lu par mai aisa kuch nahi karna chahta tha…”mera naam arjunn hai” maine usse kaha aur apna hath aage badhaya usse milane ke liye…Usne mera hath pakada aur mujhe apna naam btaya..”anandi” uske hath ekdum soft the aur mera mann hi nahi kiya uske hath ko chodne ka..Aur ajeeb baat to ye thi ki usne b apna hath nahi kheecha…Thodi dur jaane ke baad usne mujhe left lene ko kaha..Maine waha left liya aur meri nazar uspe padi..Uske bheege hue baal mujhe chilla chilla ke. We walked by the bar and told Ted to follow us home. In the car we were as giddy as school k**s. We had fantasized about this for over a year since our experience with Adam and we were bubbling overweigh anticipation. Ted stayed right behind us on the short trip home and as soon as we walked in the door, Jean turned around and pinned him to ur front door with a deep, sensual kiss. I stood close by and reach out to caress her as they stood together. It seemed the kiss would last. The landscape was lovely, so they didn’t mind, despite the bouncing. They were somewhat padded, Karissa more than Randy.It became even more bouncy when Joe, the artist, drove on a dirt road for a quarter of a mile. He stopped in front of a quaint cabin about the size of a double wide. It was built in a clearing surrounded by tall trees. A stream could be heard rushing relentlessly nearby, a soft, comforting white noise.“Did you build this yourself?” Karissa asked when the two girls ambled out.