Sometimes a hairbrush. And, my showerhead detaches. It's really ohhhh, mmmm nice." What do you fantasize about?" She wanted to know all my secrets!"Br...son Mannings' giant penis," I said, the last of it coming out as a whisper. "Changing with the girls in the locker room when I played soccer last year. Jenny Fremont's dad, he's so sexy..." At this we both laughed. "I know, it's wrong! But, I can't help it" I looked up into her pretty face, her loving fingers pleasuring me. "Ummmm...also you. In. Greg, please stop rowing. We arein calm waters here, for now. Diane will you please keep treadingwater. We have to settle something."Greg wondered what Helen was up to. "Now, Greg you yourself will admitthat when you started talking, your attention wandered from rowing andit upset the canoe." Well, I guess it did. Sorry about that." Sorry is good enough, for now. However, look at those murderousrapids. What will happen if you start talking when we are in the rapidsand you make a mistake in. .Maa-sameer tum pagal ho gaye ho kya? Relations dekh kar to baat kiya karo.Mai-lekin usme bura kya he? Mujhe wo achhi lagti he.Maa-par wo ab tumhare bhai ki wife he.Mai-maa mujhe iss bare me tumhari koi baat nahi sunni,mai bhabhi k sath wo sab karke rahunga jo mujhe karna he. Aur uske liye aap mujhe nahi rokogi.Maa-par mai tumhe rokungi.Mai tumhe ye nahi karne dungi.Mai-lekin ye mai kar k rahunga.Hum dono thode gusse me theMaa-thik he to ye baat tumhare papa ko bata dungi.Mai-fir mai bhi us din. Even with the constraints I gave, no punishments or discipline, she came up with some very nasty scenes for her sister. Her anger and feeling of betrayal from earlier clearly making it very easy to write a script which would not be nice for her sister. Or she finally understood what I like to see and do, but I was thinking the former. I decided to reward her.“Come here, sit on my knee.”Tessa looked scared, thinking I was not pleased with the script, but sat down on my knee. She was still.