. this young lady,” he smiled at Candy, “is going to be the senior wife?”“So they tell me,” Bill laughed. “Candy came first, so I suppose ...t makes sense, even if she’s younger.”“Very well. I’ll just take them to the chapel for a chat. I understand you’re to interview possible further crew?”“That’s right. I’m not so sure, myself.”“Understandable. Ladies?”He ushered the girls out of the reception, guiding them past the Centre entrance to the chapel. “Here we are. Er, Etty, you’ve been here. While constructive criticism is welcome, please keep it that: constructive. *You step out of the taxi as it drops you off at a house you've never seen before. You shoulder one bag and pull your other behind you by the handle as the tiny wheels spin in overtime to keep up. You shut the car door behind you and walk up towards the front door. The house is rather large with plenty of yard space. Trees and bushes line the sides of the yard, creating a natural blind from the prying eyes of neighbors.. Feeling a little buzzed, I decided to get up and walk around a bit, maybe check out the pool tables.Before I could move away from the bar, however, the bartender called out to me. He said I needed to pay my tab before I left the bar. I reached for my back pocket but my wallet wasn't there. I froze. The bartender looked pissed when I told him and used a phone behind the bar to call the owner, Darnell, out from the back office. A tall, muscular black man in a wife beater shirt came out a few. As I saw from the mirror, Sunita had kept her head on Manish’s shoulder and gradually she slept on his chest. After a while, Pammi turned to them and giggled and said to me, “Tere biwi ko mast pillow mil gaya hai!”I looked back and saw Sunita’s face was now exactly on Manish’s stomach and inches from his groin. Her open mouth made a sexy and suggestive gesture, which gave me a stir in my loins. I replied, “Brake maarunga toh tere pati ke maze ho jayenge!” And we both laughed as Pammi playfully.