Mu Nitu bia phala ku anguli re daluthili aau majhire majhire Raju banda sahit taa pelaku daluthili.aaaahhhaaa uhhhh mo baaaandaaa banda banda. Bou bou...ohhh bou bia bia aaahhhaaa. Mo banda genhila geeenhilaa genhila.Haaan semiti genhe genhe. Daily misiki to bou bia ku genhiba.Haan papa daily genhiba.Aau tu baha hele Mote debuna genhibaku.Ki katha papa. Agaru katha heijiba jemiti misiki genha genhi heba. Raju genhu genhu mote chadila. Mu bi semiti basiki Nitu bia ku genhili. Raju basiki. Michelle was very outgoing and vibrant. It took her no time at all to fit into our office clique. She liked to drink and loved to flirt. However, she made it abundantly clear that she had a boyfriend. His name was Nick. He was a few years older than us, which put him in his early Thirties. He worked at the financial firm down the street and traveled a lot for business. When he was in town, he would join our Friday night happy hours, and he was accepted by the group because he was very. You know, him holding you in his lap, dancing with a mostly naked girl, maybe even pulling the covers up with both of you in bed – just fun stuff for laughs.“They might also want a lap dance for one or both of them. But if they want it – and are willing to pay for it – would you be willing to do more?”I wasn’t really surprised. I thought about this for a bit. I had obviously had sex with men for my own enjoyment, and had been having simulated sex – lap dances – with men for about three months. ''Err...yeah that would be good, Hun.'' he stammered realising he did not know where he was going. ''I'll be ten minutes, okay?'' ''I'll be outside, darling.'' ''Okay Dan, I'm just getting in the taxi now so I'll see you soon.'' ''Okay Claire.'' he hung up the phone. I told the taxi driver where to go to and that we had to pick someone else up on route, as we drove down Rothesay Place I could see Dan standing outside The Chester looking rather dashing. Dan was about 5'9, dark hair with white.