It just had to be. It couldn’t be any other way. Could it? The question hung there, unanswered, unanswerable, taunting her. Finally the other voice ...eturned. The voice of reason, she felt. The voice that always told her the right thing to do. The strong voice. ‘Tell him now!’ The voice yelled in her head. It kept yelling at her. She couldn’t take it anymore, and so she turned very quickly, violently, throwing his hands from her as she did and pushing him away from her at the same time. Then. The hostess stops by your table and politely tells you that the chef got caught up with a few things in the kitchen and will be out any minute. You thank her, and she quickly hurries off to the small podium by the entrance where she continues to take reservations for the night. Suddenly, you go over the little script you have in your head in regards to your past jobs in the fine-dining industry and pick the ones you'd like to highlight for the chef, just then, you hear a voice call out from a. I knew he had been meeting with a client. John walked past us both right to that rare bottle of Scotch he looked at it shaking his head from side to side.”Lord please keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth, ” John said before setting the bottle back down.Michelle and I looked at each other as I asked, ”John is something wrong?””Yes there is you girls you both look marvelous, ” But something is missing, ” John replied as he reached into his inside jacket pocket.He pulled. Ab maine maan ka soot upper kiya pure tummy par ek bhi baal nahi tha or bilkul goori naram maram chamdi mari ma thodi soft se type hain jinhe choos jane ka jee karta hai maine phet par haath rakha or sahlata raha phir maine suit mummay se upper mushkil se kiya par kya chuche the ras daar goore naram mere maa nangi mere samne the usne karwt badl li to unkiPheeth deki maine pair se sir tak maan ko sungha phir ungli par apna pri kam lage ke mummy ki choot ki mori par lagaya he tha ki mummy phir.