I didn't want Sarah to leave so I said, "I guess it's just you and me now, Would you like to see if we can get a table in the restaurant and have dinn...r.?"Sarah said, "I'd love to."We picked up our drinks and went into the dining room. During dinner I started to wonder what it would be like to make love to Sarah. I actually began to wondered about her red hair. I felt a growing erection in my pants as I imagined myself removing Sarah's panties to see if she was a natural redhead.I had overcome. Main pentees saal ki chhurary badan wali shaddi shuda aurat hoon aor mera beta sola saal ka hay. Meray patti middle east may rehtay hain aor saal main sirf ek bar tees din ki chutti par atay hain jab main dil khol kr un par apni choot, gaand aor mummay nichhawar karti hoon. Wo meri choot ko choostay hain, mera garha pani pee jatay hain aor meray moo may khul kar jarhtay hain. Main be unka ka garha pani baray shauk say peeti hoon. Wo meri gaand bi meri ichha ke mutabiq baray aram say halki halki. But for her pregnancy, I'm sure she would have been. As it was, she pressed against my arm and I could sense the warmth of her even through our coats. I was heading for the taxi rank, but she pulled me away."It's not far. I want to walk. With you."Okay, it was January, and it was cold, but it was dry and there wasn't much wind. We were reasonably warmly dressed, so why not? Of course, she couldn't stride along anywhere near my usual pace. In fact, I found myself with my arm round her shoulders. She smiled, hugged me, and kissed me carefully, so as not to mess up her lipstick.The evening went well. I will always remember our entrance at the hotel lounge, the astonishment on the men’s faces, the satisfaction on Colette’s and Zena’s.There was a minor hiccup when we sat down to the dinner. Ralph Denshaw sat on the other side of Connie. Ralph was pretty harmless, but he was also ‘pretty’, or should we say handsome, and he fancied himself with the ladies, who usually fancied him back. He.