And it goes right back to my comment about talking to your partner and coming up with what you both like and what both of you willing to do. There’s...a difference between those two things.”“So, sometimes you do stuff you don’t like to please a girl?”“Yes. Everyone has limits; I just set mine broader than things I like or prefer. You draw the lines about what you can handle, and you stick to them unless and until you are ready to change them.”“How did you know I’d be OK with that last thing?”“I. Ab zada time na waste krte hue story pr ati hu. Ye kahani uss waqt ki hai jb mein apne graduation k last year mein thi. Meri mulakat mere school friend Akash se hui jo B.Tech kr rha tha school reunion mein waha humne apne no. exchange kiye. Uske baad formal baaton se baat shuri hui halki fulki chatting or phir roz ka routine ban gya. kuch 2 mahine baad Akash ne mjhe propose kia. Maine bhi kuch dino baad usko han kr di or yaha se hum gf bf ban gye.Shuruwat mein jaise aap sb jante hai ki zada. He’s very… handy to have around.” Anne lingered on the last sentence.Terri didn’t even know where to begin. Her Mother sipped more chardonnay while her daughter struggled to put a sentence together. She finally settled for an all-encompassing look of frustration.Anne sank into her own chair, a high-backed thing made out of horsehair. “What were you expecting, Terri? You made very clear that I wasn’t to coddle you anymore. What were your exact words? Something about how you were a butterfly, and. Conversation turned sexual of course. Turns out this couple are as open sexually as I was lead to believe. Turns out the weekend before, after a night out on the town the wife got talking to 3 Aussie guys outside a pub. The husband arrive and invited the three guys (who were 100% str8) if they wanted to come back to their home and fuck his wife. All three of them thought that sounded like a great idea and the wife was fucked by the guys one at a time on the couch. Then they went home.I thought.