To usne kaha chalo me bed laga deti hu ab sona he k nai.Me andar muth marne hi vala ta k ye sunkar pisab karke lota aur. Usne kaha me nice so jati hu ...um upar pe so jao mene kaha upar kese so sakta hu me.. Usne kaha are buddho upar matlab bed pe. Oh mene kaha to vo boli tumne kya socha tha mene kaha ku6 nai chalo sote he.. Ham so gaye thodi der bad lund mera khada hua aur me use sehlane laga fir dheme se niche chala gaya aur sona k bagal me let gaya thodi der bad usne meri taraf said chenge ki. "So let's get down to business." Steph was surprised the voice came from her right side obviously being Patrick. She heard Matt clear his throat. "Alright." Steph felt a small hand begin to caress her thigh, obviously Monika's, and like a finger action slow walk up her thigh until it reached her pelvic area. Steph wanted to keep her attention to the conversation that was happening between Matt and Patrick. But the fingers that were lightly applied to crotch had now slipped under the fabric that. She was making funny little noises through her nose -- "snuck, snuck, snuck" -- and for a moment I was afraid she was having some kind of a fit, a stroke or something as her face went from pink to red."SNUCK!"Was she trying not to laugh? Her lips were pinched, her jaw clenched, beads of sweat burst from her forehead as she stood there in the doorway, her stomach spasming."MOOooooOMMMMMM! It is NOT FUNNY!"That cracked her up. The first laugh was a snort that must have shaken her brains like. Even if I did, there was no guarantee that she would accept my apology. I decided to let it blow over. Besides, I was right, we couldn't afford it, especially the way she was running up her credit card bills. I slept on the couch that night, and she got drunk in the bedroom.After that, she started getting drunk more often and I rarely remember her being sober more than one or two nights a week, and those were usually the nights I didn't work and could prevent her from having a drink by doing.