After the wedding in the afternoon Ravinder had gone with Pramod and his wife to the temple and I and BIL were going to come back to the guesthouse to...take some rest, as there was reception in the evening.Our other family members and friends including my dad and mom had left after lunch back to the guesthouse and we were left stranded without any transportation.One of Kavya’s relative told that there is car going to go near the guest house they can drop us when we went near the car an. ’ And another, and another… Now completely relaxed and uninhibited, she dragged Mike onto the dancefloor. He wasn’t a flamboyant dancer, but had a sure, understated rhythm, and ckept his body close to hers. She moved around to the front and pushed her arse against his bulging crotch. He leaned forward and kissed her on the neck. ‘Let’s go back to my hotel.’ It seemed as though they were transported straight from the bar to the bedroom. She walked to the window: a gorgeous fifteenth-story view. "Paul didn't have to play hooky, because Fain's project had the support of the faculty, and for the first time since he'd last been a player, Paul reported to a ballpark -- for work.He had spent hours on the Internet, checking out statistics on Cubs and Mets players, background on the managers and coaches -- absorbing anything and everything that might come up in supposedly casual "on-air" conversations with Fain. He wanted to sound up-to-date and knowledgeable. He didn't want to mess up Fain's. "Fancy a barbeque mum?"That was a very silly question but her reaction still made me smile.She jumped up and clapped her hands like a kid,"Yes, oh great, come on Jill, let's go to the shop and get some lager while Tommy starts the Barbie"I was still swearing at the bloody thing when they got back with a dozen cans of lager and yet more vodka, giggling and whispering to each other as I prayed to the god of home made barbeques!"You know that denim skirt of mine that you like me wearing?"Mum was.