I said pointing to her parents through the window, whom I could see very clearly. This is when she told me about the window which I explained earlier....e: Well, if that is the case..And I grabbed her and started kissing her. My hands moved to her boobs and I started rubbing them over her t-shirt. It was hard kissing and making sure her parents are still sitting on the balcony. I asked her to sit on my lap so that my peripheral vision would be good enough to see her parents.I started squeezing. It’s driving me crazy not knowing who you are.’ ‘I know, it’s driving me crazy too. I’ve been thinking about it. And I think I have an idea.’ I’d replied. Surprising myself with my bravery. ‘Go on?’ He asked. ‘Well,’ I began, ‘I think I should sit on the round table in the cafeteria tomorrow at lunch. And then you’ll know who I am.’ ‘Sounds like a good plan honey! See you tomorrow then’ He answered. As soon as we hung up I was thinking ‘oh god what have I done’ but at the same time my heart. Me and mother in law was all alone in house, She is a teacher nearby school we both leave to office around same time in the morning and she comes back early to home whereas I’ll reach by 7 clock.Life was going smooth as if we both are engaged in our own priorities. My hubby calls me everyday night. We used to have daily talks and end up with steamy hot phone session. I am 34c 32 36 and 5.4inch tall. Usually I wear churidar and sometimes saree too. My breasts have nice shape which was not. "Do you think this can be fixed?" he said expectantly.'This' was what appeared to be some sort of printed circuit board, but flexible and a bilious shade of green. Red lines crisscrossed it in every direction and wherever they intersected was an orange dot.I thought immediately of my pal Bernie. If anybody could figure out what was wrong with this ... whatever it was ... it was Bernie. We'd met in college taking a course in creative writing. He was studying Information Technology, but needed a.