As it was early for dinner, we kept talking and for some reason the talk about Mustaq’s family was being discussed as she portrayed the difference b...tween her and Mustaq’s first wife wherein she talked about the kids and that the mother was roaming about, deriving that maybe she is having some affairs in Phils.I thought in my mind that may be Laila is trying to justify her affairs with me in a way as a consolation.Frankly telling her that it’s the mistake of Mustaq if in case she is having an. I am not buying it but i just say ok. just as we are done talking about what happened he reaches out and again grabs my balls. now this time i chase after him once i catch him he tries fending me off, but i am determined to squeeze his balls. in my head i cant believe i am thinking that. once i am squeezing him he finds his way back to me and grabs my balls. he we are wrestling each other on the floor playing grab balls. not knowing what is going to happen next i break free and stop we. "I doubt it. C'mon, tell me." Tad leaned closer. Melinda inhaled a bit more of his cologne, an intoxication of another kind."There's a carnival in town. They have a Ferris wheel, two of them actually. And a few other rides, fast rides. Do you like fast rides, Mr. Thomas?" Melinda asked in a very teasing tone."I love fast rides, Ms. Goodwin." Tad smiled, mischief in his eyes, and touched the tip of her nose with his warm index finger."Well then, Mr. Thomas, put your money where your mouth is.". “NO! I admit, I’m proud to introduce you as someone at the top of their field, but if you had chosen to be a plumber, I would still be proud of you! It wasn’t about me, it was about keeping you safe. Please, please, understand me here, we did it for you.”“Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. Platitudes and lies, and after twenty three years I’ve had my fill of them. If there is any way we’re able to stay together, you better start being honest with me. And don’t throw up how wonderful our life has.