"Steven. I don't believe it. When did you start that?" I dunno. Long time ago."She frowned reprovingly, then she smirked. "Well, I'm not going to sit ...ere with a cigarette in my hand and preach, but I see you're still full of surprises. I hope you don't chain smoke. Ronnie chain smokes now and then, and I can't stand it." I have it under control," I lied."Do something for me." What?" See that sign, the big blue menu sign they have posted on that big mirror over there? By the restroom door on. The anxious, fearful eighteen-year-old girl of the previous summer had transitioned into a nineteen-year-old young lady with energy and creativity, and a delightsome manner with her husband that brought me joy unbounded. Not to be overlooked here is the little routine that evolved between us during our working periods. Various activities in the apartment kept us busy a good part of the time. Much of her time was in her kitchen, or attending to our clothes… and, as I said, she seemed to derive. I had to clear my throat before answering her. “No, Radha, I guess it won’t help. I think you have got to change.”She looked dubiously at her reflection in the mirror, still flushed and breathing heavily, and thrust her chest out again. That sent another spark through my groin. Another thing happened. When she thrust her chest out, there was an audible ‘plop’ and the pin popped out.“Oh shit!” she exclaimed. “That does it. I can’t possibly depend on this arrangement.”She turned to look at me.. Next day when I went to my shop I thanked Sanju when he was alone but he was obliged to me for saving his job. He expressed his liking towards me. But because of our level gap he never ever thinks to have relationship with me. But we know love never see society boundaries and levels of families. We both started to meet and talk regularly.After some day I decided to have real fun of sex with him. I asked him about this. He said he sniffed plastic dick that day and he knows that I was unable to.