But it's more than that! I like getting my hands deep into the soft unresisting earth. I like to help things grow. I love watching the first leaves of...a bulb sprout from the earth, and then bit by bit watch the flowers open. I like to take my secateurs to the roses and prune them. It's so restful. You just don't notice the hours go by. I can forget the misery of the Brothel and just concentrate my thoughts on what to do with this plant or that plant. Where to put what seed. What needs to be. I stood up next to her quite close. "Anything else you'd like me to look at?" I said with a whisper and ran a fingertip down her side."I, I don't know," she stammered softly."Nothing you'd like me to look at and check to see if it's in good working order?" I said as I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on her neck."Oh God, oh God," Jean whispered as her arms seemingly of their own volition slid around me and she pressed her body against mine.I moved to face her and my lips touched hers in a. Those first few days of that fateful cruise I never went near the gym. Instead, immediately after we had cleared up in the bar, I would get to our cabin as quickly as possible, snuggling up to my surprised wife who was not used to me being there so soon after work. Another change in my habits she quietly quizzed me about. We didn't even make love those first few nights either. I just wasn't in the mood as I worried about what might happen to us- again something Josie noticed but thankfully. .But mom uska kbhi jadha important nai dethi thi…Ek din mom ke company se unko tour pe jane ka plan hua toh mom ne bola ki vishal tum bhi aasakte ho…Me khush hogaya mom ke saat tour wo bhi bohot saalo baad hum morning 5 baje company bus me bethe tab wo hiren bhi arha tha tour pe mom ko usko dekhte gussa aya but mom ne kuch nai bola wo humare peeche seat me betha tha aur jab bus start hua usne dheere se mom ki gand pe haath rakh diya mene uska haath dekha par kuch nai bola bcoz mom ko pehle.