. I used to sit in balcony and stare at her often.. Her balcony door would be often open.. Many days passed even she used to see me but we were not ta...king just staring each other..After some days she use to come out to balcony and talk in mobile with someone I was confused with whom she is talking when her husband is sleeping inside, does she have boy friend or what.. From her balcony door we can see her bed room.. As usual I was staring at her door and I was shocked I saw her changing her. God help me, I even helped her with it, a little. But I hated it. And when I saw the way they looked at me, the way they treated me, I realized ... Hey, they'd do the same to me at the drop of a hat. If they thought it'd get them somewhere, they'd slander me too. And I thought, you know, there are lots of people I would really rather spend time with." Oh?" Liz had asked, somewhat defensive. "Like who?" Well, I dunno yet, but I hoped a few of 'em might be here," Amy had answered, grinning. Her. My eyes roll into the back of my head as a string of vulgar curses and praise rain down on my wife. Good deeds should be rewarded, and what’s better than a man showing his woman just how much she turns him on.I reach down, framing my wife’s face in my hands before I seal my lips to hers. She mews and growls as our tongues duel. Each one of us trying to consume the other. Air is irrelevant, only our pure driven hunger is what matters. But finally, the need for oxygen wins. Just imagine what. So, he decided to order a slightly larger backpacking tent and another couple of the ultralight down sleeping bags; Kevin and Emily decided to order some at the same time for themselves. Several other pieces of Duane's AT gear also got pressed into service, including the lightweight alcohol stove he'd used for much of the summer. It really wasn't big enough to do all the cooking for the four of them, but they could have coffee, eat cold stuff, and stop along the way for food.When they got.