But don't belittle yourself, Rog. I'm too flamboyant, and I think we can help each other. We're a good complement."Feeling better from Cord's remarks,...Roger threw his head back and drained his beer. Cord motioned for the waitress again and ordered another round. She left and Cord said to Roger, "After this drink, let's go some place else. You know, find some action, have a little fun maybe."Roger was tempted. He was more tempted than ever before in his married life. The idea of a hot, unknown. ..”“I love to spend more time with you, honey…” She added."But I bet you wish Jamal was around. Has he called you lately?"Anita grinned. That black bastard Jamal was her last bull. My wife said she had felt him even bigger than her former Master Jerome.Now Jamal was her favorite black stud. He lived in the other side of town and had been Paula’s boyfriend before meeting my sensual wife. They both had allowed me to watch as they fucked and I knew Anita was right. The bastard nigger had a real. Leela mami: aar gavat ashi fashion nahi chalat aani mi ata ghenarch ahe tuza mi 4 dis rahte tu tuzya mamala sangun parvangi ghe mya tar tayarch ahe tuza ghyayala mhanat mazya fugir zalelya pant kad baghat mhanalya pahunchar.Mi: kalji naka karusa nivant raha mi mamala patavun sangto ani mama nahi mhananar nahi. Mi darwazaband karat dukanach shutter zakal aani aat aalo chala aat jauya mi aatch dukanat ek room ani sandas bathroom asleli kholi as ghetal ahe. Mahant mi dukaan zakal.Ani aata gaapa. As the movie lapsed into titles and Ed’s name rushed past, Phyllis clicked the remote and ejected the DVD. She retrieved it, boxed it, and gave it back to Ed. “Another beer?” she asked casually. Ed accepted and Phyllis disappeared only to return quickly with a couple of frosty bottles. Ed nervously awaited Phyllis’ judgment. She turned on the sofa and finally looked up at him. “I have to say, it’s a little weird,” she started, adding, “But, I don’t think it’s really a big deal … at least not.