It’s time for a road trip?’ peter said. ‘We are on a road trip now,’ Trish said being a little irritating. ‘Alright, a side road trip,’ Pe...er replied with a smile. They had dressed, or undressed for bed when Trish said, ‘I slept with her.’ As usual she used the same voice she used when she ordered pizza. ‘I thought so. Like we keep reminding ourselves. We are not cops,’ Peter said. He fell asleep in Trish’s arms. Peter spent most of the night trying to figure it out. His wild imagination and. ”*We’d hardly got in the door of their cottage before John had his arms around me and was nuzzling into my neck, his hands finding their way down to my bum. I’d just slipped my sundress on for the walk back to the car, with nothing underneath, as he’d certainly noticed. He pulled the back of the dress up until I felt his warm fingers on my bare cheeks, massaging and squeezing them.“Come on, sweetheart,” said his wife, “let’s all go to the front room. We can get down to business there.”There. There was clearly more on her mind. “I want to ask you something—I really need to know how you feel.” She paused again, hesitant to go on. “Go ahead,” I said. “You know I want to do anything for you to make you happy.” She started again. “We haven’t talked about our age difference in awhile—and it still does not matter at all to me—but I know you might feel differently about this than I do. It’s just that...well, the sweetest most loving thing you could do for me would be to give me a baby. I. Jo ki muslim famly he. Lekin us family me ek bahot hi smart and handsum larka he jiska naam Imran he mene socha yar bajume hi imran he kahi dur janeki jarurat nai he. Mene dusre din sweta ko ghar pe bulaya or kaha ki muje kuch tips do imran ke liye me use chudane ko tayar karlu sweta ne kaha are pooja vo ek muslim he. Mene kaha yar chut ko kya pata kon hindu kon Muslim. Sweta ne kaha thik he me jesa bolu vesa kar mene sweta ke tips aajmane suru kiye me imran ke ghar gai aur uncle aunty se hai.