Mere pati bahar rahte hai aur kabhi kabhi aate hai……main apni married lyf se nakhus hu……mujhe tumhari kahaniyaa bahut pasand haiJab bhi main r...at ko akeli hoti hoon to tumhari kahaniyaan hi padhti hoon aur tumhare baare mein hi sochti rehti hoon aur jab main so jaati hoon to tum mere sapney mein aate ho aur mujhe pyaar karte ho, mujhe bahut hi achcha lagta hai, main tumse real mein milna chahti hoon, krrishnaMujhe tumse pyaar ho gaya hai krrishna, I Love You My Dear krrishna, Main jab bhi. I slipped into my bathroom, relieved myself of four hours of drinking sodas and brushed my teeth. I stripped down to my boxers and t-shirt and made my way to what I would claim to be “my side of the bed,” pulling the covers over myself and giving my back to her.“Turn off the light,” I asked. The room went dark.“Thanks,” She proffered from her side of the bed. “I owe you.”“Yes, you do,” I replied.At some point during the night, I gravitated towards her side of the bed. It wasn’t intentional, it. .. An example of how screwed I was came in the form of a knock on the door less than a minute after I stepped in. "Hey, Danny. Come on in." This was Danny's first time in my apartment and he looked around with interest at how I'd furnished it. I'd bought each piece of furniture one by one as I'd found what would mesh together. "This is really nice, Viv." "Thanks. I think it's pretty homey. So, what's up? I thought you'd be headed out to work by now." "In a couple of minutes. I just wanted to. X-x-x-x Molly found herself regularly stopping by Cam and Jake's office on her way to or from work, depending on the shift. If she had a morning start, she'd often bring them coffee. In the evenings, they'd return the favor. Much to her relief, she stopped talking to them as though she was under deadline to use up a certain number of words. She'd struggled with that personality quirk for years, but her nerves seemed to get the better of her. It would have been easier to stop talking all.