That was wild.Then, one morning after a good night of sex, we were lazing in bed and she asked me if I ever wanted to try men. I told her that I had f...ntasized about it, but never done anything. She said that if I wanted to, she would be okay with it. I didn't know what to say. This was a big thing to do. I loved her and was happy with her, and didn't want to try to find someone else if our marriage blew up. I told her as much and she said that she had thought about it back when our sex life. (nasse me pura frank ho gaya tha)Munna bhai:-han par mera ek shart haiMe: bolo bhai jee koi bhi shart mujhe manjur hai.Munna bhai:-teri maa ka no chahiyeMe:- chok ke bola kyonMunna bhai:-mujhe unse pyaar ho gaya hai tu kharap mat soch unko dekheke baad se mujh se raha nahin jaa raha hai .Me:- thoda ghussa hoke bhai kya keh rahe ho aap. Wo meri maa hai.Munna bhai:-toh thik hai me khud tere ghar jake paisa leke aa jayunga.Me thoda ghabra gaya….Munna bhai bole ki dekh tu khali unka no de de tera. Jake froze for a moment and looked at her intently for a moment. ‘Why, what do you mean, Miss Rosemarie?’ he asked with a raised brow. Rose felt her heart leap into her throat but somehow managed to keep her composure and asked, in what she hoped to seem an innocent tone, ‘Well, it’s very late. Don’t most men usually have a smoke before retiring for the evening?’ Jake continued to study her for another moment, wondering if he was imagining a heightened color upon her cheeks, but then deciding. He asked if everything was going well for me. I stood up, put my arms around him, told him that I was doing well and that I thank him for caring for me. He hugged me back, not the way I see him hug Brindy or Carlita. As a friend, maybe. Or a daughter.Every night I go to sleep in my own room. They go to sleep in the big bedroom. I know they do as married people, as adults, do. I’m fourteen, or eighteen if you look at my papers. I feel fourteen, though. Knowing that they have each other, though,.