"You look pretty good yourself, Nick." Stephanie sat down the large bouquet of flowers she carried on one of the very few available spaces left in the...private room. "Thanks so much for asking." I'm not in the mood, Stephanie. Just tell me where the fuck she is."Stephanie took a deep breath and swallowed hard. This was a self-appointed task, she didn't have anyone to blame for when he killed her but herself."Now don't kill the messenger."He growled, low and dangerous. And she believed he meant. Slightly horrified upon reflection, she sighed and committed herself to making amends later that day. She only hoped that she hadn't embarrassed herself too greatly, and that no one else had heard. Hopefully, young Tristan would take pity on his poor, horny Aunt and say nothing to his mother.She had just exited her suite, dressed in sandals, Capri pants, and a relatively low-cut blouse, when she heard a honk from the steps below. It was a smiling Tristan, perched atop his shiny Lambretta. I’ve always thought that’s how it should be. But the big problem is that I’m not. On the other hand, if I don’t have children, I might regret it when I’m older. I don’t want to have regrets. I want to have control over that. What’s worse is I have no idea how to approach my husband over it.’ ‘So you don’t know whether to have kids or not?’ She already asked me that question. ‘Yes.’ ‘That’s not how hypnotherapy works. You have to have a clear goal in mind, and we’ll help you achieve that goal.. Uski low waist ki saree tight pehni thi jisse uska nanga pet aur gol gaand dikh rahe the. Chehere pe makeup aur hootho pe laal lip stick lagai thi uske baal khande tak thay jisse usne clip se bhand rahe the usse dekha kar mujhe ussi waqt chodne ka maan kar raha tha. Mein uske pass gaya aur usse tight hug kiya or uske lips pe kas k kiss kiyaPallavi – yhi sab kuch karne ka mood h kyaMain – kya kru janeman tum ho hi itni hot dikh rahi ho to khud ko rok nhi payaKisi ko patana chale iss liye hum.