.devrani andar aty hay ..us ky ankhain phel jaty hay…pora kamray main candles lagy hoty hain palang par gulab ky patya pry hoty hain..Kamray main er...tic music chl rah hota hay…..abhy devrani ye sab kuch dekh rhy hoty hay kay jthani black toliya main bahar aty hay aur us kay kreeb aty hay …devrani ka moo khula ka khhla reh jata hay aur jetrhani hy surprise hoty hay…us kay kreeb aty hay aur devrani ko bolty hay…..yeahhhh aaj to tujhay kacha chaba jaongy devrani kuchkehnay kay lyee moo kholty hay. Fuck! Just like last time.And like last time, I sought out God. I was still reeling with the effects of alcohol in my bloodstream, but after my shower, I dressed and joined Mom and Dad at the breakfast table. Dad grunted something from behind the comic pages of the Sunday newspaper.“Out too late last night,” Mom said.“I tried to be quiet when I came in,” I answered. I hoped I was quiet. I didn’t even remember coming home.“You didn’t ask for permission to be out last night. Were you with that. He senses my uneasiness and offers to walk me to my car. We exchange names and speak of the beautiful afternoon. What am I doing? I’m a married woman, but his voice, his strong stature and those eyes. I can’t resist. It is like he is pulling me into some kind of trance. He asked if I would like to join him for a drink. I couldn’t believe that I was hearing myself say “Yes”.We walk to this little café just down the street from the park. Our conversation up to this point has just been. We started jogging, and about a half mile into our jog I decided to take off my shirt witch meant that I was now jogging in the nude. She looked over at me, and the look in her eyes was priceless. I finished our mile jog in the nude, when we got back to the house we sat on the porch for an hour, and I was still naked. The next night she got ready for our jog we went on the porch to put our shoes on and she looks under my shirt to make sure that I had shorts on, but as she went into the house to.