.. af... that you are... '. she stuck, lost for words, then: 'that you are screwing somebody... regularly?' She put emphasis on the last word.'Yes, I ...m', Carol leaned forward, resting her chin on one hand as she surveyed her friend. 'I've been dying to tell you for a while, I really have. But it never seemed right. Then today when you were so obviously unhappy about your life and about Morris, I just decided that I wanted to tell you that it can be different. That you can have fun - without it. . Or mai btana bhul gya onka naam aastha tha.. To vaise to vo bohot modern thi I mean ki haat pe or stomach ke vaha tattoo or coloured baal and western kapre me hi rahati thi normally ya for ghar pe hi hoti thi to pajama and top in short jb tayar hoti thi to lagti hi bohot hoti thi or kb nahi bhi hoti thi to oski vo pajama dekh ke maze hi aajate the….Ab maine ek saal drop kiya tha iit ki preparation ke liye to mai bhi ghar pe hi hota tha din bhar.. To mera bas yahi kaam hota tha subha utho. Kanan yelped and cried as my hand swatted her cheeks again and again, landing one sharp smarting blow after another in rapid succession. My sudden attack reduced her to tears in very short order and finally I relented. Had my trusty flogger been close by I would have taken the skin from her bottom even if it took all afternoon. I wasted no time telling her this and then demanded a complete and truthful accounting of her life with both brothers and the two girls she roomed with at the. Those mercenariescame out of nowhere to strike their line in the flank. If it wasn't forhis Uncle's own Knights counter charge it could have been a really badday."If you insist, Miles, since mother and father are away; perhaps thisevening we'll invite the two lovely ladies back to the Keep for dinner.If they're interested that is." Why wouldn't they be interested? I haven't met a wench yet that didn'tenjoy being bedded by a Knight?"Sir Miles rubbed his hands in anticipation as he continued to.