Occasionally we do other stuff, too. As I mentioned, I’m not unhappy. It’s just that I sometimes think about a woman I used to know who was the pe...fect woman, the most incredible, as in hard-to-believe, amazing woman. Although, I guess that’s not true or we’d be together, right? Yet, she was the perfect woman in so many ways. Her name was Simone and I met her when I was 27 and working at a large management consulting and accounting firm. I was working during the day towards my CPA and going to. By the end of the session, they all knew that I was the best lover they had ever heard of. Those of them that had previous experiences were very emphatic about how their boyfriends totally failed to compare with me.#8: Importantly, a large number of other girls were loudly clamoring for a ride on Mark's Magic Muscle. (Being well brought up Christian girls, they didn't actually word it that way; that's just me amusing myself, if not you.)"Right!" urged Julia. "Let's get to the hotel." {Groan}. I. And Harish. I won’t tell you guys to stop coming here. After all, you both are my best friends. But there is one thing.Saying this, she gave a long pause looking at us both. We were really scared of what she might say.Nikita: You both must clean my bedroom completely and wash the bed sheet yourselves. I really don’t want to get between your dirty business.Hearing that, we 3 laughed. Ananya and I were relieved by her words.Ananya: Okay, Nikita. I think that’s a fair deal. After all, it was our. Can you imagine howmuch shit the guys would give me if they knew? One of them was makingfun of "M. Butterfly," a movie his wife made him take her to a few yearsago, and I almost puked.But don't get me wrong. Except for her little secret, Angie is one hellof a woman, and all woman. She shops like crazy, which is fine becausemoney is not a problem for me, and she has more girlfriends than myfirst three wives put together. She plays the role as trophy wife likea star. I have no real.