Main: Maaf karna Rajkumari bhale hi mujhe puri zindagi mard na mile. Lekin meri pasand aurat nahi ho sakti.Misha: Tu kya chahti hai accha ye bata?Main... Rajkumari main to ek ghulam hu. Main kya chah sakti hu.Misha: Ab mujhe abhi ke liye ye samajh le ki main teri saheli hu Rajkumari nahi hu. Aur bata kya chahti hai tu.Main: Main azaad hona chahti hu. Shaadi karna chahti hu aur bacche paida karna chahti hu.Misha: Ye to ho hi nahi sakta aur kuch bata jo ho sakta ho.Main: Rajkumari aapko bura lag. That was a good time for experimentation in our relationship. Apart from feeling guilty about stealing baby milk supply, that was a very sexy time in life if you can stay awake long enough to enjoy its fullness. Warm bottled milk at three in the morning did not have the same appeal or taste. Sometimes it was more of a survival course, and uninhibited sex just a wet dream. There was still a bit of a taboo about sex in late pregnancy, worrying about whether the unborn child will be traumatized. She knew that she should be here because she had called earlier and they had agreed to meet.Being a celebrity herself, she began fretting that maybe a stalker had found his way in the house. She quickly took out the can of mace that she always had with her and quietly made her way up the stairs towards the bedrooms.'God, I hope nothing's wrong, ' she told herself. 'This isn't a movie, this is real.'The voluptuous blonde moved quietly along the wall, trying to remain invisible to a possible. (?) I had. I am not sure whose thought these were but I was hoping to find out the answers soon. I was beginning to get butterflys in my stomach. I was nervous. I couldn't figure out why either. Suddenly I heard the front door open. I know I had locked it and put the chain on. "Melissa, it's me honey, come open the door." Called a deep masculine voice. It also sounded familiar. I walked to the door, and pushed it closed, removed the chain and opened it. I looked up and it was not just.