Then that next day she calls Prakash to go to our house, she wears transparent sarees. And make up look like a bride. I asked any special today you ar... looking cute and dressed nice. She says ya today I call Prakash to be here.So what can I do can I move out I says? She says with pleasure I need a full day with Prakash. I understood the feeling of Mala, I simply went out for my duty Prakash came around 10 am to our house, she open the door, but Prakash don’t know the surprise which she planned.. It put her in the hospital, though the wound had healed remarkably quickly and didn't even leave a permanent scar. Typical shape-shifting gene behavior. She would be on her way back home in the morning, none the worse for wear, though with the standard follow-up sessions with a military counselor in her future. Probably Nikki Sabimura, in fact.And then there was the paperwork, oh God. With the routine stuff it was bad enough, with this cluster fuck to report it was a nightmare. The doorbell. “Well it’s like this, I’ve got 9 kids already and I don’t need the wife pregnant again. What’ll I do, I got enough.”“I can put your wife on the pill” the doc says.“The what.”“You know, the contraceptive pill. But you must wear a rubber for a month till she becomes protected”“A what? A rubber what?”“You obviously haven’t a clue what I’m on about, here duck into this alley, I happen to have on one means I’ll show you how to wear it. And remember, don’t take it off.”So the doc gets him to drop his. I take it back. You totally should have!” she exclaims as she pulls a clear glass butt plug out of the box.Calnes joins her laughter before he takes on a more serious demeanor. “Mrs. Claus, you will wear this to the party tonight,” he says with authority.Aislin take a moment to ponder her immediate future. Last year for the party, Calnes had brought out an old toy—a vibrating egg—and had her wear it. She had a hard enough time concentrating at the party with something in her snatch. The thought.