.Her : *slapped on my head again* – you pervert. I will tell your bhaiya.Me : no bhabhi. Please don’t. I will not do it again.She got a call on he... phone.Her : you go to your room. I will deal with you later.Half an hour later she came in my room.Her : I am so mad. You have to be punished.Me : anything bhabhi. But don’t tell anyone please.Her : hmmm. The stand up and get naked.Me : what?? What are you saying.???Her : you doing that or I should call your bhaiya.Me : okay okay. I am doing it.Her. ‘Yeah. We’ve got two people out here besides me. I’m on my way back,’ Andi replied and made her way from behind the stall to the stage door. She flashed her all access pass and the security guard let her pass. Once again knowing Alex provided her with great adventures. Alex’s suite was behind the stage and Andi enjoyed a peek at one of her favorite acts from stage right, safely out of sight from the cheering, singing crowd, but with a great view of them at work. She kept moving, quietly leaving. The monsoon season was almost over when we experienced our first earthquake. It was not a big tremor, but we did feel it, and it did scare the shit out of all of us! If you have never been in a cave when an earthquake hits, you cannot imagine the fear that we all felt. It didn't happen, but we were afraid that the cave would collapse and bury us so that we couldn't get out. All of us remembered accounts in the newspapers or on TV of coal mine and tunnel collapses, and during the tremor, could. “Smart ass,” I said.Then that night we actually started planning the wedding. It took a few months to get everything we wanted, although we didn't invite a lot of people. I guess we just wanted people that knew us as a couple, which was just our parents and Wendy and Bill. By time the wedding came along Wendy was actually 8 months along and I was 6 months along. We definitely wanted to have the wedding before that, but luck just wasn't on our side. We wanted the same church that our parents got.