Hum shadi main chale to gaye lekin mere dimag main baar baar bhabi ki body aye jaa rahi thi. Is chakar me main kuch jyada hi sharab pi gaya or phir ma...ne bhabi ke saath khub dance kiya. Phir barat pahuch gayi or hum logo ne khana khaya to bhai ne akar kaha ki uncle (jinke ghar me shaadi thi) unhe raat main rukne ko keh rahe hain to maine socha main akela ghar par kya karoonga yahan kum se kum bhabi se maje to le loonga.Is se pehle main kuch kehta bhabi bol padi ki who nahi rukegi woh thuk gayi. This was all arranged and I went down to the bus stop at the right time to wait.The only problem was that I didn't know what she looked like really and I got a few strange looks from women who walked past as I checked them out to see if they had on black seamed stockings, as I had asked my friend to wear.After a little while I started to think I had been stood up and thought about going back home but, just as it seemed hopeless a tall slender woman of about 45 arrived, wearing black stockings. I hate force andpunishment, and I love rewards and encouragement.I have a secret that can be difficult to talk about, not because it iswrong, but because it can be misunderstood: I never stoppedbreastfeeding my two boys. To the three of us it is only a natural ting.And I think we are all addicted to it in a way. The boys cherish thesemoments once a day and have tried to make me breastfeed more often.Boobing time and sleep were the only two periods during the day whenthese two warriors kept. We fed all the ones with signs allowing us to. Just to see the two of them laughing and smiling made my heart feel good.Ashley wanted to stop at McDonald's on the way home. I had to admit, it was a pretty cheap date. It was just starting to get dark when we arrived back to her parent's house.Ashley had fallen asleep on the back seat, so I picked her up, carried her into the house, into her room, and set her on the bed. I went and talked to Mr. and Mrs. Brown while Aliana got Ashley ready for.