Well partly, anyway. And, by the way Marlon is also a man, and not a bad man."He's not an asshole, Clyde, as you keep calling him. But, he is a cheate..., and so am I. So, I guess, on second thought, that does make us, the two of us—bad people."Clyde, I want to keep you. And, I want to keep Marlon too—on the side. He will never come between us in any meaningful way. All he is, is a tool to help me satisfy my sexual needs and I his. He fills a need that you can't at least not to the same degree.. On one occasion I sat opposite a lady in a mini, she had white knickers on with little teddy motives on, I slyly put my hand in my pocket, pulling slowly on my knob, after a while she noticed the movement and caught my eye, she then looked down at my bulge and very slightly opened her legs, bit by bit, wider and wider until I could see the little teddies, I was really shy but as I was coming in my pants, she caught my eye again and grinned. This has stayed with me since then as it only ever. Main: Haan sun rahi hun. To tu bata ab main kya karu ab?Shradha: Sach bataun?Main: Hmmm?Shradha: Agar main tere jagah hoti to iska fayda uthati.Main: Kya, kya fayda?Shradha: Sochna, tujhe bahar jane ki zarurat hi kya jab biriyani ke liye murga ghar me hi hai.Main: Naa yaar.Shradha: Bhawna ko dimaag se nikal aur Akash ke lund par apna naam likh le tu.Main hass padi aur boli: Hahaha, pagal hai tu, hatt!Shradha: Kya pagal hun? Agar main tere jagah hoti to wahi karti. Wayse bhi tujhe aaj Amit di to. Her hubby was not highly sexed and the frequency of their couplings was about twice a week in the first year of their marriage, gradually tapering off to once every few weeks.“See, I was such an innocent, un-spoilt girl, happily married. Then you came along and seduced me – no – raped me and corrupted my morals! You beast!” She complained, her hand caressing my thigh possessively.“Well, I plead guilty as charged. But let’s not forget that it was you who hitched rides in my car and led me on,.