You need me to go with you to help!” Saranya and my son broke up three weeks later, but she has been my assistant on these shoots every time since! ...Trust me when I say, she is worth every dime I pay her!! For an Indian, she is tall and very dark complexioned. She is rail thin, with hips that flare out unexpectedly and legs that most women would kill to have. Last weekend was one of the hottest shoots yet. We pulled into the drive of this old school, mansion type of house and immediately I. But Friday night, you humiliated me in front of our friends, you publicly humiliated yourself by that obscene performance on the dance floor with one of your employees, and now, this morning I confirmed with my doctor, as I suspected, you have given me a venereal disease. Our marriage is over, right now. I want the house, the car, the vacation home and our savings accounts. You may come over to the house with your attorney to collect your clothing and sports equipment, but nothing else. There. Her hair was back in a pony-tail; the tail hanging well past her shoulders. She had a long, pretty off-white sun dress on that had some-kind of yellow and pink floral print over one shoulder and down the other side. She seemed to float as she walked. She was bare foot; something she didn’t do often. I found it very “Girl next door”, although she was way more beautiful than any girl that had ever lived next door; or on the whole street actually.Her make-up was light, her lips a pretty shade of. It sounds really trite but Cheryl, I want to have yourbabies."I blushed at the admission, but our love was now at a critical moment.Our roles were already defined by her being the breadwinner and me thehousekeeper but this would forever characterize me as the woman of thehouse, the mother of her children, as the submissive wife and her asthe leading figure in the relationship."Katie, you're going to be my wife. I want you to bear my children. Ialways wanted a family with a couple of kids and.