” “George…” My mother said looking at him concerned.“It will be fine, we trust them and if anything goes wrong the Robertson’s next door a...e home just in case.” My father said to reassure her.“We will be good, I promise.” I say trying to give my best puppy dog eyes.“You know what, it has been a while since it’s just been you and I, George.” My mom said with a slight smile spreading across her face.I couldn’t believe it. A day at home without my parents, this was incredible! I could barely. Swallow. Chew, swallow. ‘Mm, awfully bad manners of me eating like this in front of you Cap’n, but cryo-chambers do that to ya. I said, ‘Don’t remember much.” Darbe made to correct him then thought better of it and let it slide. He leaned back and seemed to suddenly remember the well-chewed cigar in his mouth. Rolling it to one side of his mouth he reached into his pocket and withdrew a small lighter, lit the cigar, then replaced the lighter. The man crinkled his nose at the smell of burning. Hume pata tha ki teeno me se koi nahi degi konki aanie ka boy friend tha brussels me, monika ki shaadi hone wali thi aur rupali already shaadi shuda thi aur hamesha apne pati ke baare me baat karti rehti thi.Hamri dosti ke chaar mahine baad ek time aaya jab annie dubai gai thi aur monika india gai thi us time gaurav bhi brussels me nahi tha to maine rupali se poocha agar wo shaam ko mere saath bahar chalegi, wo bhi bore ho rahi thi to maan gayi.Hum log ek resaurant me gaye aur wahan humne thodi. Having seen my sister-in-law I thought I ought to let Ian see some pictures of Jean and was wondering if I could use the same memory stick. I deleted all the pictures of Marion from the stick and then copied a variety of pictures of Jean onto the stick, like those of Marion they included bare tits, nude shots in a variety of places and a video of Jean licking my limp cock. I then deleted these folders in Windows and then deleted a file from the family history folder.The next time Marion called.