No cake crumbs scattered across the floor. No beer cans sitting in puddles of their own spilt contents. No piles of clothes and towels on the sofa. No...empty wine bottle under the table. No wine bottle cork under the TV. No plastic plates and pizza crusts under the TV either. Just nothing. No mess what-so-ever! The place was totally cleaned up!Jared just rubbed his eyes in disbelief then looked down at his own body. He was in his own pajamas! Someone had cleaned him up while he slept and changed. Ab bahut besabri se raat ka wait kar rha tha. Ek ek minute ek din ki tarah kat raha tha.Raat ko 11 baje unka caal aaya k ajao to main apni chhat se unki chhat par chla gya unhone apna upar stairs ka gate khula hi choda tha to main andar chala gaya sidha unke bedroom mein.Wo makeup karke bilkul dulhan ki tarah saji hui thi to maine pucha ye kyo to unhone kaha sab tumhare liye hi kiya hai maine tumhe apni suhagraat k bare me sab bataya to maine tab hi soch liya tha k tumhare sath apni dusri. Do not try to pop yourself back. I will do it all. It feels a little strange at first so be prepared. Remember, no talking in the library. Hang on to me.”Suddenly we three were in some library’s stacks. I’m glad Filene warned us about a strange feeling or I might have said something. She led us to the elevator and pressed the up button. The door opened, we got in, the door closed, and we popped back.“Carol, Margo, can either of you see if anybody is in the elevator right now? Is there still an. He heard someone moving in the room. He opened an eye again. She walked from her bathroom to a dresser. She wore nothing. In the sunlight she seemed more beautiful than in the bar. Her legs were long for her size. Her tight ass was beautifully rounded. Her breasts were small, uplifted, perfect. Wet hair fell down her back. The pain in his body prevented arousal. He looked at her as he might look upon a painting by Gauguin. Nothing more. He hurt too much to feel passion. .