) The room had been cleaned. All signs of our sexual acts were erased forensically, fresh towels and shampoo in the bathroom, lavender room-freshener,...and fresh flowers on the table vase.I must admit I was too busy with other things to notice there were flowers in the room at all. That’s the best thing about boutique hotels. The minions spoil us with their amazing alacrity.Me: Sonal, take off your clothes. (I laughed) Sonal: Badmash, let’s rest for a bit.Me: Rest is the last thing. ‘My father is a viticulturist, and a vigneron, and has been producing award winning wines for as long as I can remember, he even has a couple of Intervin gold medals to his name.’ That should impress him. ‘My family has been making wines here for centuries, long before they even had grapes in Australia.’ ‘And I bet you have been making wines the same way all of that time. When everything works for you your wines will be good, not great, just good, and when things are not perfect you produce. I looked up and noticed a cute 13 year old standing doing a singing solo. She was Blonde haired and brown eyes. My eyes opened wider each time i heard a syllable she was that amazing.Each sunday i heard that beautiful voice. The whole church was invited to the Fathers 48th birthday and ofcourse i would have to attend. We arrived at the local park nice and early to ensure we wouldnt be late. I rocked up in a white tank top and denim mini shorts with my LA hat. It was 1 in the evening and. His mother renuka is a housewife. Now one day I went to his house to meet him parked my car and rang the bell aunty opened the door in a black nighty its semitransparent and I can tell that she doesn’t have a bra on that view gave me a boner in my pants. I went inside and asked about my friend and she said that he left to college to submit some assignments so I thought of leaving the house and about to leave but she said Renu: Sandy waitMe: what auntyRenu: do you have any works now, I needed to.