I asked her about her husband Leroy and their children. I hated not being a part of their families' life anymore.She told me they were all well and sh... and Leroy just plod on as usual. I knew they’d had problems a few times in their marriage but Leroy was a great guy. He was a big well-built man who played a lot of rugby, he was black of Jamaican background and we’d always got along really well. "What do you mean by plodding along?” I asked, “You guys are ok aren’t you?”“Yeh. We’re ok John,. We were both very fearful thinking the absolute worst. “So, do I have to ask?” David asked. I was thinking 'Oh shit' in my mind of course, I thought I might have just screwed things up for her and him. Then David just left, so we both got dressed really quickly and ran after him. “Wait David, I love you,” Tonya yelled. Then he turned around with a pissed off look on his face. “Then what the hell were you doing with mom, I thought we had a thing together sis?” David asked. She just stayed silent. Or when the two of them would go camping, forced to endure the close confinement of their four person tent, Sarah, who was supposed to have her back turned to allow him some privacy, would sneak a peek at his firm backside and thick, muscular legs while he changed into his pajamas. That was the first time Sarah had felt the unmistakable dampness that coated her inner thighs and the arousing warmth that fluttered in the pit of her stomach. Since that day she has made it her mission to catch her. Fatafat maine apne friend ko phone krke bike leke apne flat pe bulaya and uski bike leke akela petrol leke uske paas phonch gya. Kafi lamba handshake hua (approx 5 min), woh smile krti rhi aur maine b haath nhi chhoda , uski scooty mei petrol daal kr ,usey bye keh kar waha se 15 min baad wapis aa gya . Shaam ko jab woh college aayi toh uska text aya thanks. I replied with a smiley and uska call aa gya, baato baato mei she asked me k kyu na college saath mei chala jaaye roz.Toh next day, main.