Kim kissed me back with the same passion I had given her. Our tongues darting into each other’s mouth as our kiss lasted forever it seemed.I broke o...r kiss as I said, “I love you Kim,”“I love you too Janet,” “But I have a question for you,” Kim replied.“Yes, what is that Kim?” I asked.Kim pointed to a big picture in a frame on the nightstand as she asked, “Who is that lovely girl with you and John?”I turned to the picture on our nightstand. I had forgotten it was even there. The photo was of. Nahin sahab asli mein toh nahin dekha hai…Per haan picture mein zaroor dekha hai lakdi ko lauda hilate hue…..Accha ab yeh bata ki kahan per sunsan jagah hai aas paas, isko maine 20,000 diye hain puri raat ke….Chal jaldi bata……Sahab aise nahin pata chalega aapko mein bhi saath chalta hun, raasta bata dunga……Mein samajh gaya tha ki iska lauda khada ho gaya hai aur yeh meri biwi ko chudte hue dekhna chahata hai…….Woh paas mein he sunsaan jagah le gaya aur hum saare gaadi mein he baithe hue. There also was several tables with magazines neatly stacked on them. I watched my wife and daughter go in and sit on the couch, putting their arms around each other. While looking around the room I couldn’t help but think that this was the end of the line, something like the last waiting room before hell. And just outside, the double doors that opened into the morgue. I couldn’t sit down, instead I just leaned against the door frame, half in the room, half out in the hallway. After a few. It's a prequel tohis stories, however, and I've written it to stand alone for readers whohaven't read them.https://www.deviantart.com/trust-machines/Thanks to dkfenger, clancy688, MrSimple, Karantela, Icaria, and JAK forfeedback on earlier drafts.This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.----------We went straight home after lunch and changed clothes; I wore old sweatsand a T-shirt, saving my one girl outfit to wear on a.