I struggled to get John interested in sex again, I started dressing up, you know, sluttish, when we were going out. Eventually we got back into the sw...ng of sex but it was no longer the 'vanilla' sex of out early marriage, it was more way out and extreme than I had intended it to become. John started to insist on things like tying me up before sex or taking me out to the woods and fucking me in one of the clearings that were intended for picnickers, we even had sex in the car while we were. She felt shy, but now she also wanted to try it. She put that on her and called me.Sangita: Saab, light bandh kar lo hall mein. Ye nighty kuch zyada hi khuli hui hai.Me: Isliye to isko raat mein pehan kar sote hai.Then I went inside where slow light was on.Sangita: Saab, ye mere pe suite nahi ho rahi.Me: Ye tere liye hai perfect. Jaake dekh aaine mein kitni khoobsurat lag rahi hai tu.Sangita: Main jati hu mere room meinMe: Pakka jaogi, mujhe doodh pilaye bina?Sangita: Saab, aap bhi na.Me: Dekh. She untied her hair wrapping her arms around him, climbed onto his lap gazing into his eyes. He stared into those exquisite sapphire blue eyes of hers, returning her kiss with passion. She got up and sashayed sensuously to the bathroom. She looked over her shoulder at Dave then with a wink and a smile she closed the door. A few minutes went by when the door slowly opened creaking slightly. Dave turned to look. He started choking when a leg slowly appeared. Mesmerized, Dave watched as this. I just knew it was old. I valued it because it was silver and came from my grandmother. I had to clean it from time to time, though, when it went black with tarnish. My mother told me it was my responsibility. Tell you the truth, I haven’t cleaned it for years; just left it in a drawer.”Reg was pensive.“You have made me think, sir. There was something about the Civil War that marked out Scarborough, but I can’t remember what. Do you have a computer I could look up?”“Yeah. You want to Google.