“I hate this city,” he said, very quietly. “Everything it thinks it is. Everything it represents. All these people. Blind. It’s like they’re...not even human.”I cleared my throat, trying not to cry.“So why did you come back?”He looked at me. He was sweating.“Don’t ask me that.”I turned away, looked at our living room, sofas and the glass coffee table and books lined up on the period mantelpiece. I suddenly felt ashamed of it all.He caught my hand and pulled me to him.“I’m sorry. I never meant to. I am reading on the couch waiting and a waft of moist air travels across my face as Mitch nuzzles my neck then walks around in front of me, I am ready for some snacks now that I am clean and relaxed but I pause for a moment (her early 30's body is tight and toned- Yum!) and tell her how nice she looks fresh and clean, Thanks she says with her moist short hair with shorts and a t-shirt she takes my hand to go in the kitchen. We sit on stools and take bites of snacks and the wife says You guy's. The light was dim there and was difficult to see other people except their legs.Rohit and I started dancing and I started leaning on him after a while. Slowly, Rohit started rubbing my ass. It was feeling good. While rubbing my ass, he whispered in my ear that I was having the nicest butt he had ever seen. He started reaching my left thigh through the slit of the dress. His hands were warm like a cozy blanked in winter. Slowly, he started moving his hand on the other thigh. He raised my dress a. I was trying to touch her when ever I get the chance.She was noticing my behavior, but not said any thing day goes on.One day she told me that she wants to visit a nearby temple and asked me take her their. I was happy that I was getting a chance to be with her alone.So next day in morning we gone temple. After praising the god,we had a little snacks. While having snacks she said raj why don’t you get married, I said yes but there is some time.I said mom told you to discuss this, for a while.