It seems so long ago that I stepped off the plane and got to the rental car. And now, with all that is happened, it feels that “back home” was ano...her life. The life where I need to return to. The cold. The darkness. The coming winter.Thinking about this wonderful week and Kate as my host, my friend, my lover, the return to back home seems like… yes, a return, but at the same time it seems like leaving something. I search for a word… and only one I can come up with is “paradise”.I hear steps. ’ she sighed from somewhere far off. I tickled a little harder, with a zig zag motion as I moved up and down and all around her love button. She groaned louder, ‘Harder,’ she said with a shudder, ‘harder.’Suddenly, and surprisingly, just as I thought she was about to come, she pushed me away. ‘Get the vodka,’ she panted. ‘Uh?’ was all I could say, confused. She pulled me up to her mouth, kissed me hard, and told me what she wanted me to do. ‘Get the vodka,’ a pause, ‘take a sip, then squirt it. .Abiha machli ki tarah tadap uthi mera 7inch ka land abiha kii choot me smaya tha abiha dhakka de ke hatana chaha par maine jor se pakada tha ab uska dard kam huaa abiha normal huiiiii to kahne lani chod do humko poori taqat se maine speed se choodna shuru kiya ar khoob jor jor se abiha ki choot ko chodne laga wo b maza le rahi thi ar apni gand utha ke sath d rahi thi 30 min ki jor dar chudai ke baad maine usko ulta litaua ar back side se uski choot me daal ke chodne laga ….Ab wo maza se chudwa. I put the cloths in the bucket and placed the bucket to its original place. I went to living room and opened the door. Rashmi was there. I asked her, what happened? Why she had returned? She told me that the lecture has been cancelled. I asked about the fashion show. She told that, due to college transformer failure they were enable to continue the rehearsal. We sat on the sofa in the living room. She was looking tired. She closed her eyes and started relaxing. Her armpits were completely wet.