Seeing no one at my home, he asked me whether I was staying alone. I told him the fact that my husband was at Bangalore and my kid was away on her sch...ol excursion. He said he would leave but I asked him to stay in my home till the rain stops. Then slowly I enquired about his family, for which he said he has got married 3 years ago and did not have a child of his own, as his wife is a very very religious person and not at all interested in sex. On further talks, he said frankly to me that he. On that day, ma athagaru Jayalaxmi nannu chala kathinamga sikshistunnaru. Mundu thanaki head bath cheyinchamani order vesindi. Nenu hot water stove meeda petti, athagariki body motham oil massage cheyyatam start chesa. Athagaru sofa lo kurchunnaru. Thana pavithramaina paadalani na shoulders meeda uncharu.I applied oil on her feet and rubbing slowly. Athagaru kopamga na mukku pattukuni kindiki gunji “gadida, emita slow work? Nee mukkulo atlakadalu kalchi dopali munda lanjakodaka ” ani chempalu. He walked back to his desk, and sat down without saying a word so far. He sat there for a few minutes deep in thought, before he looked up at me."I will take your case at no cost to you. I have been waiting a long time for something like this to happen, where I might be able to extract some type of revenge on my former partners," he said.Ben reminded me of one of those good old southern boys. He had a slight southern accent, a friendly smile that lite up his face. He is the type of guy that. If he had his way, every night, not just Friday, would be ladies night, and he would only have women on the stage, however, if he wanted to be viewed as anything other than a pervert, he would have to get by on choosing a few men. Besides, the men sometimes made for excellent stalling situations when he was running ahead of schedule and needed to fill up time. He picked two more men, a skinny white man in a business suit, and a fat white man in a very stained, very disgusting looking white.