He heard the distant sound of glass shattering, and then muffled yelling. He stopped, the rainwater dripping off his forehead and running down his fac... in long streams. There was silence for a few minutes, and then more yelling, this time from a distinctly feminine voice. A male voice picked up and then he heard the sound of china connecting with a wall.Should he check? Make sure everything was okay? His feet were already taking him up the walkway to the house before he could even think of an. "Well that's a silly question?" said Blake, rolling his eyes. "Today ofcourse. The meeting... the dinner.. and look at me. Everything!" Well we did all we could," replied Greg, raising his brows. "And I guesswe both tried to do more and then you did even more than that!" Yeah and then some, but there's still more to do," said Blake, pullingout his hairspray and a few items. "These people can party, and I don'teven know how much longer I can keep up! Mae's wonderful but this is alltoo much,. Instead, he found himself interesting in the act that was going on outside. He had never seen anything like that. His friends had told him about this stuff but he never took them seriously.He found his tool rising. He never felt this way. At least, not seeing his own Bhabhi. He always thought that his Bhabhi was his second mother as she always took care of him like he was her own son. The act outside was turning him on and even he didn’t know that. If there was any doubt in his mind about going. A younger man came out from the kitchen. It was easy to tell that he was Chuck's son. He had the same hair color, eyes, and mouth as his father. He wasn't nearly as strong looking, but carried himself with a confidence that spoke of some training. Chuck said, "He's my boy." Nice looking young man."Chuck smiled and nodded his head towards the door at the end of the bar. He said, "Come on back. We've got to talk."Sid followed the man behind the counter and into a private room. There was a small.