Ala raghu madda ni kasepu cheekina trwta na daggarki ochindhi.“Enti raghu, cheekamantava siddu gadi madda ni? Ninnu cheekinatte motham lopala theesk...ni bagaaa cheekutha. ”Nenu apukoleka juttu pattukuni dhani notlo ki madda thosesa. Pranathi kasepu aagamani saiga chesindhi. Nen juttu odhilesa. Appudu madda ni baytki theesi natho “Kangaru padaku siddu, ee madda ni nenu sukhapedtha.Raghu madda ni bindu noti tho, puki tho, gudha tho nuvvey set chyali mari” ani antu nenu samadhanam ichelopey motham. She reluctantly walked over to his table with an attitude in mind."What the fuck is it this time? Melvin? You want me to get you an ice cream truck up in this place? Hell thats probably the only way we can make you open your wallet for us, you dumb shit !!!" said the waitress. Melvin resorted to a sour face. "No can I please have me some more pretzels?" he said. We are all out, she said. "anything else?"Melvin sunk his head and said no thanks. The 4th dancer of the evening known as the. The door swung open as if on its own, and I realized my "host" must be hiding on the other side of the door. Nothing loath, I stepped inside.The door closed, and I turned to face an astonishingly petite man. He was totally naked, save for a tiny black thong (with a considerable bulge in it). He had the body of a swimmer, all sleek muscles and devoid of any fat at all. He sported a uniform, all-over tan, had grey eyes, and hair cropped so close, it was difficult to tell what color it may. But i could sense a curiosity in her smile and a twinkle in her eyes. Then we went our ways.After a week i met her again in the elevator.We smiled and spoke.But her smile was very sensual and i felt like she was silently eyeing me when i wasnt looking.Her husband wasnt in town and she was too lazy to cook.So i suggested a pizza in the diner nearby.She was amused by the idea and went down the lift again. We spoke a lot.But my sexuality was the topic she often bought up.Every time she did, i.