. so, um, like... can I watch..." was the first thing I heard. Typical Ed stuff."Sure!", She said with a smile in her voice. "Hi there!", she said, up...n noticing my return over the deafening booms and roars of Ed's computer game. She gracefully hopped off the top of my loft and bounded over to me. I closed the door as her enthusiastic kiss of greeting smashed me up against it (not an entirely unpleasant situation, mind you... ). I scooped her up and carried her over to Ed's bed, where I dropped. We went to a sidewalk cafe, purchased a snack and beverage and decided to visit Malmoe Castle. She acted as if nothing out of sort had happened. Her smile radiated as we walked and talked. The Castle grounds were immaculately kept, the rooms we toured were impressive and well furnished. She spoke to an attendant and motioned to my camera. He nodded and unlocked a chamber that lead to a narrow, steep, winding staircase. With her in the lead we ascended the stairs. I purposely fell back a step. We would be watching the game on the sofa, me in the middle. At halftime, I would lean over and tell my husband that it was time and I would be right back as I slip into something more comfortable. I went into my bedroom and put on a short white satin chamois with black lace and matching thong panties. Our sofa faces the hallway from our bedroom. I walk out to the living room entrance and ask, “what do you think boys?” My husband smiles and says, “hot!” Jack says nothing as the look on his. Tabhe maine reply diya hum tu dekhte hi hai par koi samne rahe tub na ,samne aoo tub dekhe ge ,,uske bad qair 2 din tak koi jawab nahi aya ,, mai apni personal life me bussy hogaya ek din whatsup pe ek unknown msg aya assalamualikum ,kahan ho kya karre ,bussy ho kya ,,maine jawan diya walikumassalam kon ho bhai,,waise bussy tu hun par app zara nam bataden to free hojaunga ,,uska jawab aya pahle promeise karo agar nam batadun tu tum kisi ko mera nam bataoge na number ..Maine kaha ok usne kaha.