“I was pretty upset, Bob,about what you told me about you and Barbara. I couldn’tfigure out how a guy could love his wife and want her toh...ve sex with someone else. One of the women I met onthe ‘net emailed me a story that explained how guys feltabout it. It was about a voyeur’s wife. It really got meexcited, and now I do understand how you would feelwatching me. I could even be turned on watching you withanother woman, one that I knew that is.” “So. I walked clumsily toward the light of that golden piercing eye. “Finally.” I barely heard him murmur before he shot of a jet of flame that I seemed certain was destined to leave me a raw hunk of medium rare, but instead hit a torch slight to the side of me, and subsequently lit all of the torches in a circle revealing the Dark Dragon. He wasn’t as enormous as legends had said, but he still was a sight to behold. Shimmering black scales that looked sensuously smooth but solid at the same time. Debby had the easier task because all she had to do was feed the dirty pots, pans, and dishes to out two built-in dishwashers. There wasn’t many leftovers to be stored away. Barbie and me, on the other hand, ended up with fifteen garbage bags full of garbage to haul out to the dumpsters beside the garage. By the time we had taken the last of the garbage bags out, the desert night had grown cold and Barbie’s nipples were rock hard thimbles of tit flesh trying to poke their way through the top of. By telling that I want to rearrange all the things in the room.Up to arrival of Sarika, I drew up all the wastage in one box. I also arrange some sexy posters in the room which may be easily visible. I also told my mom that send Sarika to outhouse to help me. At around 1.30, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door and it was Sarika in blue saree and a deep neck white blouse. As usual I start staring at her blouse which she is happily showing. I welcome her.As soon as she entered she saw.