So on Saturday after having my dinner I went to an area (not budhwar peth)where prostitute are there.I heard that there are many prostitutes there in ...he night.So first I surveyed all of them but did not like anyone.So being disappointed I was going home again.While coming to a chowk I saw prostitutes in dark standing.So I went near them.I was amazed by their beauty.I will also discuss conversation in Marathi.So I went near them and asked the younger girl the rates it went asYounger girl:1000. “Ok Mom, I’ll see you this weekend. I love you too. Ok, bye.”“Sorry about that,” she said, putting the phone next to the sink. “Wow, you’re leaking.”“Yea, that happens,” Kati said as she tugged at the wet circles. “You really got one going. This other one is just leaking a tiny bit. It looks worse than it really is.”“So, I don’t know how to say this exactly,” Becky started. “But I’m really fucking turned-on right now.”“Tell me about it. Look at how hard my nipples are. They’re poking through my. ’ ‘Oh, do you?’ ‘Well, you know what I mean.’ ‘Sounds like maybe you’ve been coveting your brother’s wife. Naughty man.’ ‘Come on, Karen, what man wouldn’t?’ ‘I don’t care about ‘any man,’ I guess I’m wondering about my husband’s brother, specifically you, Eric?’ ‘Of course, I think you’re a hot woman, Karen, specially the way you look tonight.’ ‘What if I told you that I picked this outfit just for you, Eric?’ ‘I guess I’d be, um, pretty pleased that, well, I don’t want Adam to get upset, just. Or, you said sexy hands, didn't you?" Yes," responded Michael somewhat blushing with his deep voice, "they're very sexy." Well, I think so too," I said putting down the tray of daiquiris. I couldn't help to notice how close Wendy's hands were to Michael's crotch."Oh, goody," chimed Wendy, "I need one of these bad. This is the perfect setting for strawberry daiquiris, don't you think, hon?"I guess so, I thought to myself. But I wondered why she would think this is a perfect setting if we weren't.