'You were bound to find out sooner or later,' she continued. She took my hands in hers, and told me solemnly that she was sorry, and she never wanted...it to end up like this. I wasn't sure what she meant by 'it', but she sounded serious. I could no longer pretend I had a clue what she was talking about. I suggested she start at the beginning."What she told me next blew my mind beyond belief: apparently, years ago, when we started playing our private games together in the den, something. . 2 minutes me choot jayega.Both laughed. Their physical intimacy till now was limited to kissing, groping, fondling and phone sex. Now the Day of liberation was soon approaching.The couple, with their close friends, went to the court and fulfilled the required formalities. Malas were exchanged. And they were married.First night and ‘Honeymoon’ was booked in a good 3 star hotel of Hyderabad.Aditi was dressed in a traditional red saree and with her curvy figure and those perky breast of 32, was. See right from the day we married we started trying to have k**s and just the day before we found out that the chances of us having c***dren was zero. My wife was depressed of coarse and when the booze hit her head the tears started flowing. She had her head on Arlene's shoulder going on about how much she wanted k**s and how she wasn't sure if we could adopt and so on. Dave looked at me and said he was sorry but, he was sure we could adopt and if we wanted he was willing to be a sperm donor. . She wiped her hands on her dress. They left smudges on the flowing lavender material. Her prettiest dress. She had made it herself.She was right. The flannel fell away from his skin after she peeled back the blanket and went to work on the buttons. She had never seen a man's body before (her father and her brother didn't count, of course).Nor had she ever seen anything like the scars.She had first glimpsed them when Mother changed his shirt. They spiderwebbed across his torso and back,.