An ember spat and jumped out of the grate. Robert reached out a toe and kicked it back into the fireplace. Silence reigned. They both sipped their cog...ac. It should have been peaceful, but a tension gripped him. ‘There is one thing I regret,’ Clara said suddenly. ‘I hear married ladies whispering and laughing about the intimacies of the bedroom, and it annoys me that they know something I don’t.’ He looked at her, startled. She continued, staring at the fire. ‘I’ve read the books, of course,. This is a true story... Enjoy.__________________________________________________I was 19 years old when I lost my virginity. My parents are the strict and religious kind of people, so I was never comfortable to be in a relationship and when I was in one I tried to keep it a secret from my parents. They took me everywhere so I couldn't have adventures after school or skip at work to have fun with boys (or girls). Soon they realized that I needed the Internet for homework, so instead of letting. Looking at the sparkles will make them even heavier, make you sleepier, but still you should just relax and stare at them without closing your eyes.’ I looked at her face, now, and this method was obviously having more of an effect. The small crinkles in her brow softened, and her eyes blinked infrequently now– and when they did, it was a long, slow, languorous motion which looked like a struggle between two opposing forces. I kept repeating this monotonously for a couple of minutes, as I saw. On the day of party, boss totally depended to me and two other persons to fulfill any demand of anybody, the escorts company already managed their girls, ladies and handsome boy to all stall of bar and snacks. In every corner, free kiosk machine placed with lot of variety of condoms. New and cleaned dustbin was placed in every room and every open fucking place with the mark "Used Condom Drop Here". I knew that everyone not straight, some of gay or some of lesbian and some of bisexual in nature,.