So hold on to your hat!"So saying, she undid his belt and began fumbling with his fly. David'smind reeled; he felt like a badly made martini: both sha...en andstirred...Then he glimpsed the printout in his hand and snapped back to thereality of moment."Hold that thought, Nikki!" he said, "There's something you're going towant to hear..."She paid no attention. By this time she'd taken him out of his pantsand began to lick experimentally. The sensations were great and he felthis will begin to slip. " After the night you've had, there is no way I'm leaving you on your owntoday." Becca had put her foot down. She pulled her mobile out of herhandbag and dialled her work number."Hi Jason," she started, using a "sicky" voice. "I won't be coming intowork today, I'm having really bad stomach cramps." Jason said somethingI couldn't hear."Thanks Jason, you're the best." No, it's ok, ask away." Oh, that was three of my friends." No we didn't hire them, my friend Sophie made them, she's a. Nisha caught my eye as my gaze passed her way and grinned, grinning back I walked over to the group she was with, Mohit, an old friend of our and our host’s, Rasmi, Mohit’s wife, our hostess Komilla and Arjun who I knew, but not well.As I approached I took stock of my wife’s beauty, she had shoulder length fine blonde hair that shone even in the low light in the room; my eyes moved down to her face, her ice blue eyes sparkled as she laughed at something that was said, her pert nose sat above. There was always plastic surgery, I had plenty of money in my accountsonce the six months was up and they transferred over, I could get alittle nip and tuck surely. So there it was, the nucleus of a plan; six months to get this body intosome kind of shape then surgery to deal with the things that diet andexercise couldn't. I would never be a tall, willowy blonde but neitherwere most women. Relentlessly self-critical, chasing a hopeless idealand about to start a diet: I smiled to myself as I.