Meri biwi Bimla ke shareer ka maza meri aankhon ke saamne VP sir le rehe the.Ye dekh kar mujhe pata nahi kyun gusse ki jagah maza hi aa raha tha. Isli...e jaan-boojh ke room mein gaya hi nahi main. VP sir ko Bimla ne nabhi choosne se rokte hue thoda sa gussa dikhaya, jisse VP sir ne sorry bolte hue kaha-VP sir: Kya karu, tumhare pyar mein bekabu ho jata hu?Aur fir se sahanubhuti jatate hue Bimla ke shareer pe maar ke daag ko sehlate hue meethi-meethi baatein ki. Fir Bimla ne rote hue apna dard. The wolf stared at him, not quite sure how this bad excuse for a man had managed to land this wonderful wolfhound.After Tristan finished up the chocolate cake with the extra taste of dog poop, Astrid got up and got him some scrambled eggs as well. She made sure to pour lots of pee over it, after which she spit into the bowl a few time too.As they watched him eat that, Astrid and her new friend shared an ice cream dessert that Angel had bought a few days before for their movie night. Tristan had. By the time the cops were gone and I’d screwed a piece of plywood over the hole in the back door, it was after 1 AM.Luckily, Sundays were pretty quiet for missile crews and, aside from running some training scenarios with my crew and reacting to a few exercises from the SAC Command Post, I found time for a few naps.What happened to the intruder? Damned if I know. I never heard a thing about it.But you can be sure I replaced that back door on Monday!!Joke Gone WrongFlorence, Italy, 2013. My wife. "Home," I told the vehicle as soon as she got in behind me."Coffee," I said as the door closed behind us. "We need to talk." Hex?" Coffee first."I put the coffee on the table and pulled out a chair. Anya pulled one out on the other side of the table, so I pushed mine back and walked round. "Sit," I commanded, and sat next to her. I took a sip of my coffee, then took her left hand in both mine. "I want you. I want to Contract with you. Do you still want that? Do you still want my babies?" Oh,.