But till then, both of us explored only each other and nothing else. It was 3 years into marriage now when this happened. We had tried almost everythi...g within us.One day we were discussing my fantasies. My husband asked if I had any kinky fantasy of fucking someone outside. Especially those of taboo types. I didn’t think anything like that, so I denied it. But one day, while we were a bit drunk and free, I admitted that I had a fantasy to fuck a Muslim man.When I was asked why I didn’t have. Instead, all I had were an overhead projector and transparencies. I had to type or draw freehand on the transparencies.Even Amy, Dawn, and Sally came over to help both Saturday and Sunday. Amy answered the door when the doorbell rang Sunday afternoon, returning with Sally’s mother in tow. “What are you kids doing?” she asked nonchalantly. Despite the calm air she tried to project, her eyes darted around the room suspiciously.I explained about the seminar I would be giving, and that we had spent. Then I went to akachi and told him that they agreed and allowed to stay in the village and I give some money to him and sent him backWhen I enter the village the village heads taken me to the hut and asking me to stay there after a couple of hours they came back and asked to come along with them, all the village people gathered near a tree and told me about a person who is around 35-40 years old his name is berko he’s married his wife is dead he’s living alone so the village heads wants to me. Unhone mana kar diya. Maine ishare se kaha. Who kahi aur dekhne lagi. Ab maine table ke neeche se apni laat asha ki dono tango ke beech mai rakh diya. Asha uchal padi. Uncle kya hua. Aunty kuch chubha. Maine kaha kuch nahi hai.Ab aunty baith gayi. Jaise hi baithi maine kaha aunty apka chamach niche gir gaya. Uchalne ke karan Asha aunty ka chamach neeche gir gaya tha. Who juki aur chamach uthane lagi. Main bhi neeche aa gaya tha. Who mujhe gusse se ishara karne lagi thodi der ruk ja. Maine kaha.